Outta Pocket
Mr.Money
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I just been pushin', movin' weight Orderin' Wingstop, F*ck is a date? He brought him a strap well I bought about eight He claim that he eatin' well look at his plate Went up caught the play like Golden Tate This chain on my neck must be bad bitch bait This ice on my neck got me wantin' to skate I told this little addict better calm it My niggas do anything over profit That type of money won’t fit in a wallet I’m on a run catch me like Sonic I’m out in Houston I ball like a Rocket Ain’t playin' pool but that boy outta pocket I’m on her head no bonnet Shot to the top what I promise I just been on the road lately Need me a hunnid I just had eighty Made me a dub daily These niggas just wanna be shady Pull up with the steel on my hip and I’m drippin' I shot more shots than Scottie Pippen Glizzy on the side I just had to put the dick in You ain’t gettin' rings round here, Who you kiddin'? You ain’t talkin' money you wastin' my time Got niggas bang blue got niggas that slime Tryna take me out before I reach my prime Ain’t givin' me shit but expectin' a dime He was talkin' too hard now my brother got time He locked in a cell probably writin' them rhymes Bought her some Dousee went back and I hit her Met a new bitch but she wanted some wine Shout out to my brother Bubba From the jump he been keepin' it real off the muscle Can’t fumble the sack when I run like Russell Potatoe on barrels turned him to a Ruffle I’m with the killas ain’t workin' no double Dog on my lap had to throw on the muzzle I made that boy do the Futsal Shuffle He talk on Twitter now that boy in trouble They can’t see but they feel me Ray Charles We doing this street shit regardless My brother gonna draw when I say no artist Money went through they gone drop all the charges Money with me that’s the biggest pardon No dirt on my shit when I step in the Garden Stay independent they want out like Jarvis I left the blood right there on the carpet I just been pushin', movin' weight Orderin' Wingstop, F*ck is a date? He brought him a strap well I bought about eight He claim that he eatin' well look at his plate Went up caught the play like Golden Tate This chain on my neck must be bad bitch bait This ice on my neck got me wantin' to skate I just been pushin', movin' weight Orderin' Wingstop, F*ck is a date? He brought him a strap well I bought about eight He claim that he eatin' well look at his plate Went up caught the play like Golden Tate This chain on my neck must be bad bitch bait This ice on my neck got me wantin' to skate I told this little addict better calm it My niggas do anything over profit That type of money won’t fit in a wallet I’m on a run catch me like Sonic I’m out in Houston I ball like a Rocket Ain’t playin' pool but that boy outta pocket I’m on her head no bonnet Shot to the top what I promise
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