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Slidin' with the green
We gon' get this money when I'm slidin' with the team
We don't give no fuck when I pull up on the scene
We don't give no fuck

Real girls get down on the floor
I get money what you want
His and hers
(Bust it for a boss)
Real girls get down on the floor
She a baddie she gon'

a walking bucket
Running from your love never running from the money
I was with the guys
Never in disguise
All these niggas kap
All these niggas lie
Backwood

It's the Bakerman I blew Zaza's to face
She hold my money and my Draco so I call her bae
I thought a bitch said something that never could uh okay

i’m Kyrie
It’s too easy for me yeah like a cheat code
I get money out the ass no Homo
These nigga mad yeah i don’t care don’t give free promo
These

hold me down
When the money comes
That's when everyone gon' come around
Ridin' through the city
Downtown tryna free my mind
Got a bad bitch
Is she real

Boy we aiming for that MVP
In that gated foreign mansion, pocket full of Gs
All the money, power, respect despite the suffering
Hundred thousand in

Money coming, money leaving
Money running, fast
Money coming, money leaving
Money running, fast
Better watch yourself before you place last
Better

(piuh, piuh)

Young nigga, golden gang (gang)
Four season's still bless (bless though)
My money out of stress (chill)
Cuatro hitazos al mes (four, four)

Lose trust when your own folks plotting
QB rush some stepped out of pocket
I adjust got rid of the toxic
Circle small money spread like it's gossip

Spending my money fast and go
Spending my money fast and go
Spending my money fast and go
Switching lanes like skkr 

Spending my money fast and go

low, boy you better go get you some money
I’m locked in and focused so please don’t try to disturb me
Cause this 9 bang like luol dang put a hole in ya

Oya now lets go
Ah uh uh
Its the
Its the
Its the king Kampala
Gone
I've been
Grinding
Money for flex I'm finding
Two four seven I'm timing
Neck

Get it on my own or go without, don't beg for anything
Married to the money and myself so nigga fuck a ring
Knowledge plus that Kindness is the Key,

Counting all this money but my hand still hurt
Making me feel like nothing really matters
For what’s its worth I need to sell more merch
I’m always

When the friends ain't there
And the money don't come
What's the next move for you to make
And when your dreams come true
Now what you gon' do
With

She wanna tell me come through
I got the rock in my shoe, hey
Money sticking like glue
I told that bitch what it do, hey
Most of these bitches is two

was savin' all my money
In the hopes she'd come with me
I was savin' all my money
In the hopes she'd come with me
I was savin' all my money
In the hopes

don get money 
But packaging lobade 
So my brother make you hustle oo 
Cos you know nobody holy o 
Nobody don get money but packaging lobade 
So my

I'm runnin' the town 
Burnt holes in your sneakers

You and ya mans
Aint got no money 
Ya aint nothin' but leeches

Let me get deepa 
These clowns was

money now
I get buckets now, throwing out the ones I need duckets now
Hunnit thou, up inside my bag I get stacks now
Run the town, ballin out playing for

I wanna be as famous as malone
Fuck a twos I'm hitting this alone
I really make my money of a phone
Loved her more than once I should've shown
I

Aye, some people pray for a burner
I'm a money earner
Ear to the streets, like a murder
Ain't nobody talk about it further
Damn, she a quick learner

harder
I just gotta go a bit harder
Woah, hey
We just gotta go a bit harder
So we about to go a bit harder

Money moves everything around me
Money moves