Money I Trust

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Vlonerrzz

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(Ay free wop nih')
(Ay ay free thugga nih')
I'm faded right now and I can't even see
He do what I do he just wanna be me
Finna go make a play had to put on the ski
(Lets go lets go)
He tuff on social media he think he a trapper
He go wolf on the net' he a all time capper
Water faucet on me I'm a natural disaster
(Woah uh uh)
We don't f*ck with the world cause it ain't f*ck with us
Put my heart inna' hundreds the money I trust
I took off with them racks and left em' in the dust
(f*ck the world, lets go)
Paper over Pussy I'm loving the racks
Tryna run up this money I'm not tryna chat
I'm stoner like thugga you know he a slaat slaat
Ion' know why these f*ck niggas lying like they ont' be hiding
Cus my niggas sliding
Matterfact why you f*ck niggas trying
Cus yo homies dying and nobody finding
Lil bro you and yo army a bitch
Tryna shoot at the toilet they know I'm the shit
Woah me and my guys getting rich
So tell me the point just to cry bout bitch
Boy Im off of a plant I created a cloud
Had to stay out the way get away from the crowd
I turned up for the grove im the talk of town
Laughed at me back then bitch what bout' now
Imma cross up a Nigga I feel like kyrie
And im black like kodak so you know imma glee
And that lil bitch a slut she keep touchin' on me
Like open yo mouth come swallow me
I only like you when I'm high
Constantly chasing this money I stay up to something cus' imma get money or die
I only like you when I'm high
Constantly chasing this money I stay up to something cus' imma get money or die
On god
I'm faded right now and I can't even see
He do what I do he just wanna be me
Finna go make a play had to put on the ski
(Let's go lets go)
He tuff on social media he think he a trapper
He go wolf on the net' he a all time capper
Water faucet on me I'm a natural disaster
(Woah uh uh)
We don't f*ck with the world cause it ain't f*ck with us
Put my heart inna' hundreds the money I trust
I took off with them racks and left em' in the dust
(F*ck the world, lets go)
Paper over Pussy I'm loving the racks
Tryna run up this money I'm not tryna chat
I'm stoner like thugga you know he a slaat slaat
(Slaat)
My backwood lika' casket its full off a dead guy
Inna back cooking shi' like bill nye
Boy you cap denna' hoe how u smokin a .5
(What the f*ck)
Say I took a dance with the devil
If he try some on me he get hit the metal
Cus hell nawl not finna settle
Runnin yo get pushed like pettle
Poppin pills see my death inna' distance
You a pussy keep me out yo mention
Making money my only intention
You ho and u beg for attetion
Dummy nigga i swear you go get it
Hot bullets i swear you go feel it
Do it look like we care bout' some feelings
Free wop he a real deal step shit
Tryna slide on us make ya car flip
Pussy
(Uh steppin on nigga like roaches)

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