Lyrics:
want Smoke but them boys be bluffing it's Legoland how I stack the money
Money machine money machine money machine money machine money machine money
through life,
That boy Max is faded but I'm Captivated
By the ass that's shakin here Tonight,
Got this man awake plus I'm Activated,
Adderall & then a vic,
Squad goin' up like elevators
Five rings, five chains, ho see you later
Five minutes, make a car get the whole thing
Broke boy still flex ho with no
That's my new addition, nobody in it
Chop shops in the hood, no karate in it
So much money, got a money tree
Whoop so many niggas' ass, shit we money team
I can never lose
Chess or checkers make a move
Drippin' in them jewels like I
Just got out the pool
Skinny nigga sittin' on that
Money like the jews
on a mission, homie
See the vision, me and my division finna make it out
Now let me travel in time to 2011
And pass the mic' to my homie all alone in his house
the car lot, got a new toy (skrrt)
I got a backpack full of blue boys (stacks)
On the way to Eliantte in New York (ice)
Man, I got a trunk full of blue
Ayy, finger fuck my glizzy, try to make his heart stop
Take off skirt to skirt, blast off out the parking lot
I use the shop, I save a lot, life
your safe
When money slow up
Make a different hustle blow up
A lot cats older then me but they ain't never grow up
Boys hit a couple of licks buy some
my weight up
Safe to say I learned a lot
Yeah, I got my cake up
I done came too far, and this shit can't let them take us
A lot of shit be on my mind,
A lot of people ask me stupid fuckin' questions
A lot of people think that what I say on record
Or what I talk about on a record
That I actually
get me out my shop boy
I got a money clip but like what for
I tote whole stacks, they can't hold that
I stick it in her back
Pocket make her butt large
This is deeper than rap
Investin' all the money that I get right back to the music
Influence can be a scary thing & sometimes make you think what you're
make your favourite rapper, running suicidal by a motherfucking thought
Choosing to choose me? I ain’t no skr skr rapper, I’m only the first
That’s
RS2!
You never give me your money
You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down
I never give you my
of mood I'm in that day
You're in the mood to shop
I'm in the mood to shop?
Right
Can't put a price on that
She doesn't wanna make you
to shop
I'm in the mood to shop?
Right
Can't put a price on that
She doesn't wanna make you nervous
I don't wanna make you nervous, baby. I don't wanna
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
SoIcyBoy, blrrrd, blrrrd
Uh, blrrrd, lets go, lets go, lets go (lets go)
Yeah, uh (yeah), big blrrrd
Yeah,
Heard the money talks, better listen up
If it can't make you happy, you ain't got enough
Put some in the truck and put some in the duff
We put some
That's my new addition, nobody in it
Chop shops in the hood, no karate in it
So much money, got a money tree
Whoop so many niggas' ass, shit we money team
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
ain't never)
And it's a lot of money in the room
I gotta find another spot, hiding soon
I mix the rosé with the purple juice
I hustle everyday and you
the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm goin' on the run
You want it, my dawgs'll look out for the bond
And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides
We
Imma make it out the drought im bout to cop a drop
We still posted in the hood you can come n shop
I'm in double H wit the gang this is our block
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