Lyrics:
ass ain't tryna get picked up
Makin' that money mo money mo money mo money mo money
These bitches they foreign
They shakin' they takin' they makin' that
money, make a track
Dallas got bread by the stacks
Ballers in Pallas, Bourbons, Jeeps on Sweet Killaz so we gotta go
Neva once been a hoe
Finsta pull
tryna learn all
Wit my back against da Wall
And I be sleeping wit dat Choppa
I'm a shooter in my drawls
My niggas get to claping 4 you
Rounds of applause
they get paid
the path was layed the bed was set
nicky the cat from the fillmoe 'jects
here go the stealo it aint that odd
kahn, money, clothes, broads
it on my own my pops ain't show me shit
I had to get it out des streets the books ain't show me shit
Dey say dat money on road I had to take that risk
up money instead hands get ya gang right
Yo ass be gettin taxed by the plug get ya game right
How tf u miss yo target and that nigga was in plain sight
Claim you got killers but you was a bitch
Flex on these niggas make them throw a fit
These niggas some clones they know how I live
Acting goofy gonna get
Aquafina
Paint so wet I get a check for FEMA
I talk to that paper
I talk to that money
Just hopped up out the slabb I damn near had to bungie
Trap on bunny
shit
And your head could get bust
What is it there trying to say
Swear they’re the same
All about money and fame
All about killin and pain
Das why
hundreds, all my niggas gunna Nothings ever wanted
When you got money, paper chasin, young nigga get the runnin five star nigga
Feelin' like Stunna , big
out of literaly
hers a dollar go get nail pollish
99 cent store u punk ass bitch
go get ma money hoe!
I got bands, blue strips
Got the shit by the boat load
Yo bitch she wanna be my hoe
Brodie gotta let her go
I would never tell my bro's
Keepin' this
fuck the 4th of July
Yeah this trap shit in my genes get to the money by any means
Glock 22 to his spleen give that shit up because I know that you
And yea We coo
We don't want no Ls
I need a bitch w dat water got no smell
Girl ima chaser I just want the paper but shit can get gangsta
We don't
territorium, marking the spot with the grenade device(Glizzy gang)
Which way you gonna take?
Money way yeah
You know dat ik voor doekoe mijn leven riskeer
350
demon's weaknesses
Here's a list of shit that don't matter
Paul Smith on the shirt and almost the same by my bladder
Shit like that would happen if I had
Beekay put shit in a casket
Only winners get put on my team
(No question)
You better win have faith
(Say grace)
Go eat what you got on yo plate
Scars
posting quotes
Tell dat hoe to post dis
In my girl comments
Quick way to get yo hoe hit
In the stu with the vibes
I can't lie I'm fresh as hell
Know we
to cali she gone stay in my likes
She want dis k in her life
I put a hunnid sum rounds in her face like dat
Back to gettin money straight like dat
Ima dawg
nigga
Right by his big hoe
Now he beggin on his knees
Now he just gotta go
Now ill light another blunt
To fade out from da zone
Man I'm so thrashed
You can look but don't touch this
(Touch this)
Get yo ass whacked by push of a button
(Of a button)
I'm really gon buss this I got good aim if I miss
out the bag
Oh they jus want the front but they don't wana gamble
A Let mi see that p can't tell by jus no de sample
I gota get this rite en I ain't
ride by her lone she don't fuck with no player
Bro got that loud and you know he got flavors
He stay in the cut and he tucked wit a razor
Money on your
nah
Nigga want you in that bed, nah
I know ain't just gone let 'em take your man
Shake and break your man
And get that rank up on your hand, nah
You
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