Lyrics:
Criminal minds thirsty for recognition
I'm sipping, E&J got my mind flipping
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you
She rolls up in a pretty pink plastic Porsche
Everyone wants to get close and get to know her
Her middle name is something in the line of money
She
eloquent penmanship, chrysalis, finally blooming and popping like blemishes
All you project pat niggas been talkin that chicken shit
Lil Bitch I need
grinning huh
Like I'm project pat but more wit a kodak smile
Stylin on these niggas with fashion that's coming out
In a few seasons believe or stay in denial
from the front, I'ma hit it from the back, bust it like a gat, pat pat
Kissin' party with a couple bad bitches, gettin' dirty with all of my niggas
The problem is you don't get money on IG Live
We just made a tape split the royalties we getting major pay
I know you hate is me I'm on the project with your
blurri and trap, five g's, one pack
The lines that we give 'em iconic as shit
In a hellcat, my mind get demonic as shit
Gang be out smoking chronic
of fortune winner, Pat Sajak
2018 my raincheck (ooh)
2019 no reign yet (yeah)
2020 win, money rolls in XXL last year, bitch I called that (bitch)
Like I
Aye aye aye aye
Aye aye aye aye
I'm bout my money yeah I'm bout my money yeah
I'm bout my money yeah I'm bout my money yeah
I'm bout my money yeah
dick like its delicious, and grant a pimp wishes
She dig my country talkin', she say I sound funny
Embassy suites sittin' on the bed countin' money
Fully-loaded clip my brain up to the ceiling
Money money, hoes, clothes, nigga that's all we know
(On my mom and 'em)
Murder murder, kill get your fucking
Mind on my money, money on my mind
Tryna stack paper, countin' every little dime
Down to the penny, holla if ya hear me
I do it for the streets,
get my lined
I was down but no apologies a nigga need it
Money hungry ain't dry snitching but just know I'm wit it
Dealt with few hoes head from Pluto
it's only right
Po po ain't around so I grab my pound
Money retaliated so I hit the ground
My life is on the line gotta hold my projects down
Can't
mind keepin you up on them must-have's
Pito pumps, Gucci slouch bags
Now tell me, is that dirty money really that bad?
All my fly bitches like
Money on my mind
That mean I'm thinking of loot
Shit, ain't it the truth
Money is the top prio- "Money Over Murder
" that's the title of my bio
We cop
for a poppin'
Have them niggas out here makin'
Money with this pimpin'
All my niggas out here man
Gettin' it how they livin'
I went from the projects
out, They kneeling on my neck and still won't see them ever back me down
Airport they gonna pat me down, in the store they follow 'round
In this system
sour patch
Cause these hoes I'm not sweet to them
Stuffed in up my trues
I'm walking with a limp
It's that Project Baby
Run and tell a friend
Codeine
the projects
I just woke up, I got money on my mind
Grab my nine from underneath the bed
I put my vest on, smoke something
Cock my gun back, make sure it's
winning
They're not around when I lose
If I lost everything today I wonder what would you do
I lost my money lost my mind and finally lost all my cool
Criminal minds thirsty for recognition
I'm sipping, E&J got my mind flipping
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you
I do it like Shine hoe
Got inspired by Vez to get me a money phone
I'm getting my hustle on
Their hate is strong I'm flexing like muscle tone
I'm
to the honeycomb
I do it like Shine hoe
Got inspired by Vez to get me a money phone
I'm getting my hustle on
Their hate is strong I'm flexing like muscle tone
I'm
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