Money Plays

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PapeMakin

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Lorez, don't stop
Money making moves, it's my favorite kind of language
Mess around, I slam him on his head like I'm Kurt Angle
Put his body in a trunk and we go watch his feet dangle
Shorty think shorty all that , but me she can't handle
Yeah, brodie got a fuse chop, blow it like a candle
Come through a big block, he finna get dismantled
You a corn, you can't compare to me, you know that
Don't get up in your feelings, cause all I state is facts
Brodie crying bout his mans, betta go and get 'em back
Shorty think she got my heart, but I can never be attached
Cause I'm a player, straight like that, I don't care
If you catch me loving on the thot, yeah, it's so rare
When I get money, I'm looking in the future, That's so Raven
I was walking down the seven, man, I'm finna hit Heydens
Hanging with the bullys when I was a kid in the playpen
Shorty tryna play it crazy, I'm like, ok den
I ain't never switch up my gang for some clout
I get too much of your girl, I ain't go lie, that's flat out
You be tryna play it crazy just cause you think I ain't with it
Just cause I be hoopin', don't mean I be chillin
Brodie, you wanna be batman, I'm a joker, I'm a villain
I like to try new things, you only wanna hit the ceiling
My cuz gon'slide he up the murder rate doing killings
She say I'm a thug cause I don't really got no feelings
She say I got no heart cause I don't wanna have no children
I'm young, wild, turnt and I'm free
Why would I wanna have a kid, I can't have no babies
Bro don't ever drink water, I think he might have rabbies
Gave it to my street worker, go sell this package Kaite
Shordy wanna talk to me, I'm like lil hoe maybe
Bro tryna play around the block, and got his ass popped
I just woke up, I'm on the beat now
You can't talk to me crazy, you got beat down
Shorty tried to play it crazy, tell me get her feet done
Shorty can't rock with me cause she a bum
And cuz really thinkin' hard just cause he play wit guns
Other cuz a spin on you for no reason, just for fun
It's so much more than life to have an opps being on that block
But you rather turn on your gang and go be with the cops
I love money, why would I ever, care about a thot
Ay, shorty trying to play crazy and thinkin' she the one
Ay, cause I ain't stupid, I'm very far from dumb
Ay, brodie in the corner eating cheese and chum
Money Makin Moves, it's my favorite kind of language
Mess around an slam, him on his head like I'm Kurt Angle
Put his body in the trunk and we go watch his feet dangle
Suburb boys talkin' to me crazy, ain't never been on Fenkell
Brodie in the way, I'm finna pop the nigga like a pimple
I can teach you how to scam, it really be simple
Hit him in his head, cuz made em sit down wit dat hollow tip
Yo girl came over man, She finna suck a lot of it
I'm a white boy, state ID like I'm Donovan
I love doin' that to people, I'm proud of it
I like to stay out the lime light cuz they be watchin me

No hat
Yea c'mon
Yop yop yop yop

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