Lyrics:
by little his layers he peeled
She wouldn't reveal , her lips were sealed
He told her how he felt, he told her how he feels
She said "sorry man, look
And my money long when I shop I need them [?]
Shawty playing good, man I think I found the toe
Toll up in that [?] hop up by the [?]
Yeah my name is 2
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
is that man
I spin the block the Glock it pops extended mag it never stops
Its like a grocery shop when I start spilling yo yams
Record your scream
my life smokin' on JoJo
He was just posted up with dough though
Now he gettin' slammed by the popo
Thuggish, buggish, ruggish shit
I can't leave
Hey man, it a lot of cats out here man,
These cats imposters man, these cats impersonating ballers man, I'm telling you man,
These nigga really
thanks, ooh
I'm in my bag, clean mix
Stretch out the pack, clean mix
Stretch out the rocks, clean kicks
Fresh out the box, beat sticks
New money
Belt to ass nigga shoulda pulled his pants up
Extended mags make a nigga pick his man's up
We caught em lackin nah he runnin wit his hands up
I
want the boy if he a joke
We controlled by money
Get told my money
Do things we that we usually won’t for money
We fold for money
Get bold for money
to never mix know love or know druggs in it
Thug living we was posted by the club with it
I was robbing they where drugg dealing
Man what happend to the real
in the road, Running money up by my dolo
I do not need a hoe, I might drop a bag on his dome if he speaking on me
I ain't give that lil' hoe there
on my chest so I can't get shot by cupid
Man man I'm the man the ladies can't understand
How I can marry my grands with no wedding band or best man
I get it by the hour
Thinkin' bout this money
As we blowin' on the sour
Yeah I need the money
Mix the money with the power
Plus a connect that
(Kutta Kut That S*** Up Man)
I’m rollin like Ross had to step in mink
Micheal Jackson beat it yuh I’m Og
Perrier sum different ooo f*** with me
it's the remix baby
Now let me get into it
N do it how I do it
Yeah, long hair don't care like the Jewish
Garbage man
I'll be dumpin'
And I eat
Look at my Rollie ice
Bitch that's Tic tok
Counting money up bitch that's tic tok pull up on yo block extended clip nigga turn me up a notch
on the block
Yeah i came up by my lonely but i do this shit for my pop
Uhhhh uh
I need me a lam or a porsche
Rocking polo like the man on the horse
Said he want
stainless blicks
I'm too focused about my bag like I'm Money Mitch
This that shit that got me up
Waking up like it's 5 a.m., JoJo man what the fuck
She came
wock, mix it with the faygo Getting money I love how my day go, yeah
I'm stacking my chips like it's lego I'm the one mixing up wock with the faygo
Niggas
with out my blick
Just in case i got to pop a nigga like a damn tick
Yeah these hoes all over me
Cause they know i'm the man
Got so much money can't see
Bitch I'm in grind mode aye
Live by the slime code aye
What is you crying for aye
I ain't got time for it no
If you don't work you don't eat
It was nights
blicc
Up that blicc
You messin with mbm we take yo life real quick
(you think it's funny)
(you think it's funny)
Mbm yeah we motivated by the money
KC in Jojo cause this bitch play crazy
Getting all this money
Got my heart in this shit
That bitch is a thot
You put your heart in the bitch
Soowoo
and they all tryna indict
Lazy sight, lean got me right (Yung Lean)
Jolly ranchers in my cup mix it by the pint
Straight catty, she just wanna tap me
I told
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