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Tay Money - Gods Fav Lyrics

They be turning on me like some blades
Cartier wrist bust down I'm still Tay
Every other day another bitch throwing shade
I ain't even tripping 'cause I know I'm God's fav
I ain't even tripping on my ex ex ex
Bitch I'm on a island with my next next next
And we took a private jet jet jet
I ain't even posted where I'm at at at

Hold on where she at
They sleeping go take a nap
I flew in with fifty racks in my Louie bag
Phone on DND baby I can't call you back
Tay Money a snack eat me with my boogie ass
You one way on the gram but I know who you want in real life
Bad bitch high class all my diamonds real life
Locked up in your ego when you gon' realize
You missed out on the good life, boy bye
Backin' in my purse twenty bands on a good night
Tay Money Mayweather I put up a good fight
Had to leave my 9-5 just to make it work
People scared of you when you find out what your worth

They be turning on me like some blades
Cartier wrist bust down I'm still Tay
Every other day another bitch throwing shade
I ain't even tripping 'cause I know I'm God's fav
I ain't even tripping on my ex ex ex
Bitch I'm on a island with my next next next
And we took a private jet jet jet
I ain't even posted where I'm at at at