Lyrics:
a dragon
Never worn hats in Atlanta, so you know I'm never cappin'
If I ever want some tea, I'll probably hit up a Jasmine
I keep a fine B, no, my honey
saving your souls by taking your money
Flies around shit, bees around honey
Holy smoke holy smoke, plenty bad preachers for the devil to stoke
Feed
let the honeys and the moneys get me geese, peace
to the crews payin dues in the background
How my rap sound? Yo Boogie Banger bring it back now
Niggas
Talkin' to you and now he took your money
You're took on that honey, You're hooked
Hooked, hooked
Fellas, you know what I'm sayin', he's hooked
Ain't got
the same old two step
While Omegas doin' the same old Q step
I had my money on my mind
I was thinkin' green
She a pledge, AKA, she was pink and green
I want
say "no se nada"
"No espeake the english" you definitely tweakin'
I'll take all yo' money
Go home to my honey and sit in my chair
While you are home
Said I was the only man who ever called her honey
Everythin' I did to her was funny
I macked on bunny and I took her money
Eight tonight a date with
Honey drive by and said
I'll do anything for you, kept drinking up
Hero of my wife
Tell ya man stop sticking her
Master's coming
I'm not saying you're not
money
All I do is grind (Ayy)
Play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine (Ayy)
Tour the world, ain't it funny?
I'm one of a kind (Ayy) yeah, uh,
Batman's Theme?
Didn't you get scammed by 645ar, then finesse the feature anyway?
Ain't you the one who made a couple hundred off streams?
Shoutout
and plenty
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa
Got two rides,
You see me out in Vegas betting all my money
Cashing hella bands now she really wants me
I'm in the lobby smoking up with all these honey's
Waiting
no mess
Now shit got hectic, cause mama was tipped
She'll tell you in a minute don't let your mouth get yo' ass whipped
Mama did it all by herself,
the Harlem Gigolo
Get your ho, lick her low, make the bitch hit the door
I represent honeys with money, fly guys with gems
Ride with the tints that be
the Harlem Gigolo
Get your ho, lick her low, make the bitch hit the door
I represent honeys with money, fly guys with gems
Ride with the tints that be
One stack two stack three stack four
I got your money just gimme some more
Shelf life no life gettin that coin
If you don’t get it get out of my
that's a no-no
Say what you want, don't let it talk for you
And that's my word, I'll have this hollow tip stored for you
Chorus 2x
[Noyd]
One time
ain't got no roof on
Gettin' my, No Ceilings 2 on
I'm high, I'm brainless
I'm stainless, entertainment
His lady and um
If she ain't thick, then she ain't
But I got debts that no honest man can pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Now,
Getting money off these 90's loops
Ride around in the coupe with
Some young honey rocking hoops
Plus she Chinese too
Or maybe Korean
She's no longer a vegan
dummy
I'm raining with the money
Look at my face, I feel like I'm runnin' to the honey
Shout out to my niggas, they got my back
Fuck up the bitch, runnin'
Everyday, say we de elevate ehh.
shey na only money we de calculate.
For my hood I de regulate
some still de calculate
we de calcufast.
Razzz, no cast, go
all got sick and when the doctor wanted money
He said, "I'll pay you a quarter at a time starting tomorrow
That's the pay for a steel driver on this
heads is all that's seen through his eyes
I'm breezing on by, and no doubt, it's easy to fly
But it's even better when you slow down or ease to the side
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