Tinted Lyrics - Prime Boys

Prime Forever 

I ain't even finna tell y'all how to get away with murder and shit 

Whip's so tinted can't see who's in it 

Drive so fast, bitch, what speed limit? 

Hard on these bitches I don't got no feelings 

(Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok) 

My whip so tinted 

Woah, she can get it for sure, oh (for sure, for sure) 

Oh, you think it's a joke, no (no money, no funny) 

Woah, it's takin' your show (show money, show money) 

No, won't let it get close, no, no 

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Your digital money done ran up 

That's cryptocurrency, on a Murda beat 

I know that these niggas can't stand us 

We drippin' overseas, you can learn from me 

It's drastic, plastic money in elastic 

Spooky, Margiela's on my two feet 

Saks Fifth, run it up for practice 

Cause I can't bring this money to the casket 

And I won't bring your bitch outside the bedroom 

Just copped a new whip with some more legroom 

Meant to call you back but I'm forgetful 

When I'm in the States you know my bread blue 

Whip's so tinted can't see who's in it 

Drive so fast, bitch, what speed limit? 

Hard on these bitches I don't got no feelings 

(Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok) 

My whip so tinted 

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Woah, she can get it for sure, oh (for sure, for sure) 

Oh, you think it's a joke, no (no money, no funny) 

Woah, it's takin' your show (show money, show money) 

No, won't let it get close, no, no 

It's Donnie, it's Donnie 

You don't gotta ask who's in it (who?) 

I need money like I print it (print it) 

Put me anywhere I fit in (fit in) 

Been Prime since the beginning 

Same thing 'till the afterlife (afterlife) 

Kill shit like a mask and knife (woo woo) 

Woah, skrt thought the city like NASCAR (skrt skrt) 

Hitting curbs on the half bar 

Dodge cops like I'm at large 

Yeah, trying their hardest to find me (where?) 

Trying their hardest to line me (how?) 

Prime Boys like the Eisleys (what?) 

All of this money's contagious (it stick to me) 

We doing shit for the ages (its history) 

I left her lost in the mazes 

I left her lost in the matrix 

Whip's so tinted can't see who's in it 

Drive so fast, bitch, what speed limit? 

Hard on these bitches I don't got no feelings 

(Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok) 

My whip so tinted 

Woah, she can get it for sure, oh (for sure, for sure) 

Oh, you think it's a joke, no (no money, no funny) 

Woah, it's takin' your show (show money, show money) 

No, won't let it get close, no, no 

Move to the 'burbs I see horses out my window 

Like the time my wrist glow 

New shit I got ripped clothes 

Still keep it on my hipbone 

Gotta keep an extra clip 

Gotta keep an extra bitch (woah) 

You don't know nothing bout moving milli (woah) 

Adding addys up I'm at like 50 (woah) 

She keep saying wait till karma hits me (I think she's crazy) 

She don't understand me, but these dollars get me 

Man I lost so many people, I stopped keeping count 

Luckily I have these pills they help me even out 

Whiss is getting money guess the secret's out 

And I got a couple shooters that I keep around 

Whip's so tinted can't see who's in it 

Drive so fast, bitch, what speed limit? 

Hard on these bitches I don't got no feelings 

(Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok) 

My whip so tinted 

Woah, she can get it for sure, oh (for sure, for sure) 

Oh, you think it's a joke, no (no money, no funny) 

Woah, it's takin' your show (show money, show money) 

No, won't let it get close, no, no