MONEY (feat. Bxbyjo)

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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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Written by: Salman Yarkhan

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