Lyrics:
defense
That's 2 or 3 and I'm zonin'
Got money like I cloned it
Your bitch came through and I owned it
Rims on the Caddy and I ice-cream coned it
left
Gettin' money by the truck loads
Rollin' up Big Fat El Productos
Before I drank V.S.O.P. Remy
I used to drink that MD 22
Woodgrain and reverse 8's
they don’t know
Some things that people never knew
Mane I’m a young nigga, I’m gettin’ my shit done
And I be walkin’ wit’ determination, I ain’t gotta
It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever,
the gate
I seen two more escape
It ain't no room for no non-ass soldier niggas
An it's amazin how the heat bring out the ho in niggas
When pistols
It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever,
to get that bag by any means
Get that money
Stack it up
Mane I'm too real
I re-up
I'm the plug
Mane I'm too real
Drop it off
Pick it up
Mane I'm too real
When I'm in LA, pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe
Mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up,
When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up,
gon' keep gettin' it mane, long as they keep printin' it mane
Play with me, regret it
This ain't that synthetic
Y'all boys too pathetic
You don't got
pistols we aint bustin at the sun thats a gun
I aint done
I'm just gettin started man I'm goin on a run
Try to count me out I'm countin down for the one
on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
(Watch the smoke from my cigarette)
It's blood money, baby, 2 Pistols
(Baby, baby, baby) all California shit (Yah)
No cigarette (2 Chainz)
(Slowly
I’m so icy like Gucci mane
Fuck with me no I ain’t switching lanes
02. forever
asap (Feat. myunDo, Donutman & G2)
Illionaire baby
언제나 내
man
Reinvest my money put that shit into the blockchain
Double up, I triple up I’m gettin to that gwap mane
Promise I’m gon scrape a couple milli
the pool, by the lake outside
I wake up and gotta pick which car I'ma drive
The Doubble R 760, or the 645, I'm
Havin' thangs, mane, check out the chain
Money
money, it ain't about nothin'
It's all about money
(This one goes to my niggas gettin' money)
Always on the grind
(This one goes to my bitches gettin
crack
I keep a g pack by my left nut sack
Niggz know rain snow sleet sunny
I be trappin juggin finessin and gettin to the money
On point pistol tucked
[Chours] 2x
Pass me da mutha-fuckin' blunt mane
Hurry up or else somebody's gonna get sprayed
Caugh and choke on the weed is just what I do
Caugh
money it ain't about nothin'
It's all about money
This one goes to my niggas gettin' money
Always on the grind
This one goes to my bitches gettin
tellin'
Snitchin' my mind on my money, mane
'cause theya take it
Now-a days can't trust a single soul
'cause they all janky
I used to set up bitch to rob
hundreds can
You make that change
Know the kid's style like a lego game
I be gettin' money with the same ol' game
You the same ol' lame with
The same ol'
seen a nigga jumpin' through yo window
Don't even trip
I confiscate this money in the name of the Mobb
It's on yo bitch
We'll juss pistol whip
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