Money Callin' (feat. Carter)
Young O.T.
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Glock 9 all red on Bitch Imma a stop sign I see you in the game but not shooting Nigga you Rajon My family full of dogs And shoota nigga we K-9s You can stop they flow but nigga You ain't gone stop mine Never been a pussy lil nigga But I got nine lives Niggas screaming beef Just know I'm bringing My steak knifes Niggas want smoke But ain't potent You must be joking Overtime Productions we rolling We rolla coasting You ever catch me lacking don't freeze You better blow it You claiming that you Walk round with Gs But it ain't showing Got yo bitch all on her knees And used to choking She told me come rain on me I'm thunderstormin' Line em up Line em up Let's do this shit today Niggas got me pissed off Boy feeling some type a way 6 rings I'm on my Jordan flow Fucked her two times Now I'm bored with the hoe Nine on the side And you know it ain't show We running up But you already know What they gone do Seen her two times That hoe playing Pick a boo Nigga know he a rat Tell nothing but the truth Botta expose some shit But you already know I got the proof Servin shit Bitch this ain't Perkins Wakin up everyday Nonstop working What you just serving What you wanna do Takin' shots But bitch this ain't the flu Pulled the glock out Just to see what he'll do TC and OT We up in the stu Look at em we got em nervous Flexin on niggas And did it on purpose if imma shoot Imma shoot with a purpose I came from kicking door And snatching purses See how we rap On this bitch together This ain't no versus no Tried to teach the nigga How to make a play And he damn near fumbled It wasn't easy making' my first flip just know I kept it on the humble If I ever front you on some shit And you don't get it back Yo life gone crumble Had to sound like these Other niggas on the beat Mmmm I had to mumble Watch yo feet Don't stumble Dressed in all black Ferragamo Let me keep it chill on the rest I don't wanna get in too much fuckin drama Remember days paying niggas To promote my shit Whatever it takes Just know I wrote my shit Stayin up late filled with hope and shit Smokin good gas You know that potent shit Doing the dash and I'm floating this bitch
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Written by: Christopher Wood Jr., Terrell Carter
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