MONEY (feat. Bxbyjo)
2xDinero
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I had trapped out the block I swear that this shit can get ugly, that boy tryna play with my money, I put that dope in my sock Real deal trappin, I'm stand on my business, could never stop thuggin, Cartier wrist on my watch I dip my neck in that ocean, These VVS diamonds start bussin, We poppin shit on the Nawf O3 baby, luh Two X Dinero, this double or nun Cook this shit up in a pot, I get the money all ways, I swear that I love it Panoramic, see the top, gotta keep the bread hot, put the shit back in the oven I let the money come, I ain't gon' rush it, Actavis red, no it ain't robotessin I went to school just to bust out these plays, I was bustin' my ass, servin' dope out that onion I put this shit on like what, how the f*ck a young nigga run up all that money Promethazine all in my cuo, I came from the mud, so every drink gon' be muddy Why is they actin' so tough, so my shooter like Andre, young nigga gon' get to drummin Play with that money, that shit get ugly, you is not that nigga, boy, stop that frontin Pushin' P like I'm Gunna, but I'm not no witness Run that shit up forever, and that's no kinny Put the team on my back like I got me a cape, how did it, I look like a villain I ain't switchin' my lane, I stay on my pivot, can't travel, got nowhere to visit Get to spinnin' this bitch like a fidget, want the smoke, sendin shots at his fitted Slide the switch right on the glizzy, youngest turnt nigga my city If you play with this shit, it get tragic, fit the 7.62 over It's a lot of loose screws in these streets, keep the tool man that bitch come in handy I had trapped out the block I swear that this shit can get ugly, that boy tryna play with my money, I put that dope in my sock Real deal trappin, I'm stand on my business, could never stop thuggin, Cartier wrist on my watch I dip my neck in that ocean, These VVS diamonds start bussin, We poppin shit on the Nawf O3 baby, luh Two X Dinero, this double or nun Cook this shit up in a pot, I get the money all ways, I swear that I love it Panoramic, see the top, gotta keep the bread hot, put the shit back in the oven I let the money come, I ain't gon' rush it, Actavis red, no it ain't robotessin I went to school just to bust out these plays, I was bustin' my ass, servin' dope out that onion Fifty racks up, we can feed many men, I said free all my brothers that's locked in that can Lil Pakistan, I got this shit out the mud, but this shit ain't the mud, it's the motherfuckin' sand If that boy wanna play, send his ass to that land, out that jungle like lion, don't play about my den Got that Maison Margiela to help with my lens, I said, f*ck it, Lil 2, we can spin out that bens Luh double up gon' level up on a bitch, Fear of God on me ain't scared of no man I remember when pockets was full of the lint, now a young nigga stackin' up dead presidents They ain't on what I'm on, got this shit on my own as a youngin', I stood on all ten Smell this shit out my nose, if you play with my money, I'll sniff that boy out for his head No dollar for dollar, go baller for baller, everyone on the team making sure we gon' win Slide in the all black Impala, my money stack taller than motherfuckin' Wilt Chamberlain No time for myself, so you know I can't make no time for no one else No stock on P-80, I be makin' these toys like I was Santa's elf Walk in my shoes and you know how I felt, when it was you all alone, no one else F*ck with Lil 2, he gon' shoot it like Giannis, that boy he a buck, put his head on a shelf Treatin' me right, I'ma beat up her left, yea I like the lil' bitch, only kiss, never tell Start an empire with drugs, stack this shit up to the ceiling, this shit look like Rome never fell I had trapped out the block I swear that this shit can get ugly, that boy tryna play with my money, I put that dope in my sock Real deal trappin, I'm stand on my business, could never stop thuggin, Cartier wrist on my watch I dip my neck in that ocean, These VVS diamonds start bussin, We poppin shit on the Nawf O3 baby, luh Two X Dinero, this double or nun Cook this shit up in a pot, I get the money all ways, I swear that I love it Panoramic, see the top, gotta keep the bread hot, put the shit back in the oven I let the money come, I ain't gon' rush it, Actavis red, no it ain't robotessin I went to school just to bust out these plays, I was bustin' my ass, servin' dope out that onion
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