thumpmoney Phelps

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Watch ya back because these niggas aiming for ya spine
When I creep up with this 9, they sprint like it's the combine
Bitch don't piss me off I might go try to end ya bloodline, they say my type hard to find but that's because I'm on the grind
Think you taking some of mine, I put them bullets to ya mind
I done got so high I think I'm looking down at cloud 9, finna paint the carbine gold like it's in a shrine
I be feelin wonderful when me and money intertwine

I don't want no smoke, but I suggest you niggas come correct
40 cal, aimed at, wherever you disrespect
I've been left you niggas hope I don't get hit with child neglect
Shawty wanna f*ck before she suck, but that is incorrect

Why you hoes think it's cool, playin' with my intellect
Tried to link up with a girl, but honestly, we don't connect
I forgot I took a tab and now it's bout to take affect
Shower with the dirty money, makin' sure I disinfect

Head high, even with this big ass rock around my neck
The deadline passed for you niggas, time to go to bed
Smokin' gas in the pool, call me thumpmoney Phelps
Only a select few came through and I needed help

I hope that you know you straight with me, we finna get this bread
Bitch say she ain't get my number, that's because I never said it
Get the f*ck from around a nigga, all of y'all be hella petty
Nobody gon' warn you bout this life, you gotta just be ready

Stick with what you know, stay in your own lane
If you movin a lil slow, I'ma stand on what I say and do Like a pedestal, I be in my money bag bitch
Goin' federal,

Bitch, get off my genitals aye, hypothetical, aye, smokin' medical aye, it's incredible, aye,
I'm feelin' real good somebody pass a edible, now my body numb, I feel like a vegetable, got a nigga like Woah

Rest in peace to Black Rob, throw ya rollie up
If you came in with the MOB, niggas broke as f*ck
But I can get you a lil' job, natural curly hair
So she gon' slob on my knob, aye, aye

I'm never gon' let up, they wanna see you fall
And they hope you never get up, you gotta prove them wrong
Gotta keep them niggas fed up, I'll never trust again
Cause my nigga had me set up, almost wet up

But that's just how it go, when you stayin out the way
Everybody wanna know, nobody never stick around
When it's getting cold, soon enough you'll be all alone
Standing in the snow

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Written by: Warren Stephens

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