Blood Money

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First Class Rossy

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Mobsters Only Nigga
Aight

I sent my blitz and dropped a bag
We call dat blood money
Got it by myself ain't need no help
This out the mud money
Fall off in the spot  I change the weather
Call dat  flood money
Man you ain't lit
You  niggaz flexin' with the plug money
Searching everywhere we know you be at like we lost something
Brody standing niggaz over he go dog something
All my niggaz slangers
Hoppin' out we go toss something
Big Class bxtch I run this bxtch like the laws coming look

Dat boy a hoe forreal
I'm dat nigga you be rappin' bout
You niggaz broke forreal
All up on my trail do me a favor
Tell your hoe to chill
Chill
Say pull up she coming she on go forreal
Real
Facetime with Fatty out in Cali Dat bih need some help
Swear to God bro treat a famous bxtch like she out the Melph
F*ck a nigga
F*ck how he feelin'
F*ck how he felt
She always askin' me bout some bxtches Hoe worry bout yourself
F*ck me like you love me Bxtch don't even know me
Could boss a bxtch up like I'm Fu' You just might get a Rolley
She say I'm the only one
Nah who the f*ck she think she foolin'
So now we exclusive?
Bxtch you foolish
I look like I'm stupid?
I got too many of em"
Done ran through plenty em'
I stuff my pockets full of rackeys
This like 20 of em'
You know them steppers stay on call go make me send em something
Hate to see me shinin'
Got em" frownin' like I did em something
Man f*ck a nigga

I f*ck your main bxtch
Upgraded your hoe to my standards she not the same bxtch
For the family we mobbin' dis ain't no gang shxt
Glick came with da switch you just wave it
Aint gotta aim dis
Nigga hunt him down
Nigga hunt him down
I want him now
Lil' brody fast
Hop out dat hottie run him down
Run him down
Plain Carti bust em' down
Thotianna bust her up
Throw two more back was coming down
She so bad she say pull up
I'm go pull up I'm coming' now
Treat a good girl like a slut
I'm in her guts she comin' now
Yea

You niggaz  lookin' like your money come and go
You can't get it quick enough
Look like the money runnin' slo
I get so much dat I could blow
And I could blow
And I could blow
And I could blow
And I could blow
And nigga still ain't runnin' low
But yea you know

Pull up hop out bxtch we shoot on arrival
She swallow me whole finna choke
Man dis bxtch suicidal
Flew a baddie out ain't hit her yet
Call her a new arrival
Use her like you do a towel
Tell her nigga now she ours
Big Class nigga

I sent my blitz and dropped a bag
We call dat blood money
Got it by myself ain't need no help
This out the mud money
Fall off in the spot  I change the weather
Call dat  flood money
Man you ain't lit
You  niggaz flexin' with the plug money
Searching everywhere we know you be at like we lost something
Brody standing niggaz over he go dog something
All my niggaz slangers
Hoppin' out we go toss something
Big Class bxtch I run this bxtch like the laws coming look

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