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Seen her in the Yo
She was so throwed, forgot we met before
She say she fuck with Drake
I ain't surprised, all these hoes fucking with Drake
I asked

the sideline, not the field, cause he can't stand the heat
All my bitches pretty rich and dumb shit, they can't even read
Told that bitch to eat this watermelon,

hobby
Back to back hits like I’m Drake, but bih I said I’m dark-skin
Talk all that talk , but don’t walk that walk
These jiggas is everyday sights
Not

I don't take it back
Same rappers that's all in ya face sayin' Drake is wack
Are checkin' my availability just to make a track
I promise mama

Yeah! (Ooh!)
Get Money (Get Money)
Get Money (Get Money) Get Money
Get Money (Get Money)
Get Money (Get Money) Get Money
All good money ain't good

know I get money
I tossed away my ex
Cause she couldn't do nun for me
I'm grinding from December 
All the way to November 
And if it's bout the cash flow

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I had to get me some money
I was stuck on the bottom
We all on the right track
I had to dig myself up out the gutter
I do what I

brick by brick, that trap house renovate
My time money with lawyers cannot be a minute late
Cause I'm a post that bail, my Rollie ain't ticking
I got

Say it to my face oh you scary hoe
So I ride around with money on a Duffle all day
I got shooters in the cut
And they don't got no love
So they gon let

switched up or changed
Just flexing in this range they ain't in my lane
Big bags big tags see the tabs in my name
Y'all see the dash before that money sign,

ain’t Drake
If a nigga try to diss me he in a grave
Why this bitch on my dick she ain’t even get laid
Swear that all my niggas bread winners feelin’ like

(Uhhhhhhh)
Still got money on my
Money in my
Money on my jeans yea
Money on my
Money on my
Money on my
Money on my jeans yea
Money all in my jeans yea
I got I

tell me you love me if you never meant it
If I’m getting money my family is
We know that he trying he really is
Yeah
I give it my all
For my family I

to grab the scissors, cut her ass off, she been toxic
How the fuck you gettin' money, you countin' another nigga pockets
Kicked my last door in 2023, I had

in motion
Growing up, broke, was not option
Told shawty grab my scale
She like Drake, back at it again

Got all these bags inside the room
Exotic

twenties count my ends tens fives give it to my kids' money put away for a rainy day just in case I Ever got to do a bid
Do it big like Meech did it odds

stack money 
I might have to get Drake on this
Hold up….wait on it
I’m a put a lil stank on it
All my bitches know to wait on me
Timeless I ain’t put

nice 
I ride by  myself 
Wit da Drake on the right 

Hold On


Calling my phone 
See if I'm good
Chilling at home
Don't post in da hood 

Bitch blowing

of shitting on all you niggas i swear this shit getting boring
Isonite mixed with that fentanyl it got my rist glowing
Bug swatter nigga ima kill you on site if

they can't say
My money shake them like an earthquake
Porsche man
Engine is horse man
And then they ask why do we floss man?
Look at my boss man
I'm all

saw a guy and Jared was on him
Sniff sniff, I heard by my feet
Dan schneider was there and said "These are neat"
I'm siting in a dungeon, on my dick

through my head
But through it all I still get my bread
That's why these bitches see me as a threat
Money, money, money focused on that bread
Money, money

Snitchin' is a no no
And pink shirts on killers in
My 'hood is a no-go
Sit in courts with the snow
Flow is the best ID
I'm not the best like Drake
Nigga I'm

mouths froze
Cause gettin money all a nigga know
Ima proffessional money getta
Ima professional money getta

I said I wake up in the morning
Wash my face