Give me that good, straight into my hard drive. Give me that good, straight into my hard drive. Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm 15 in my garden skipping. My neighbor Sue is watching me from her window. Oh, mama, did you tell Sue I'm a millionaire now, baby? Trading that crypto. Give me that good. Give me that fire. Give me that good. Give me that fire. Crying I'm a stranger is so very soothing. I'm outside my school. My teacher took me to one time and told me I was high left, then good, neoliberal. Don't be afraid to make, to make money boy. Straight into my hard drive. Give me this. Straight into my hard drive. Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Nonchalant and rude, I put it on the table and go. Watch it shatter. Clearly mom's told to kneel with the RV. The next morning he shouts from his door. Don't be afraid to make, to make money boy. Don't be afraid to make, to make money boy. Don't be afraid to make, to make money boy. Don't be afraid to make, to make money. Hey. Don't be afraid to make, to make money boy. Don't be afraid to make, to make money boy. Don't be afraid to make, to make money boy. Don't be afraid to make, to make money boy. Give me that moon. Straight into my hard drive. Give me that moon. Straight into my hard drive baby.