The Trader

It's your boy J-jimmi J-J-J-Jimmi (anything worth doing, is worth doing for money) Straight from y'all street to Wall Street (Anybody tells you that money is the root of all evil, doesn't f****ng have any) Dude wake up, get they girl turned on just to, get a lil' bit The only woman in the morning I want to turn on is, Becky Quick Why the average man's looking at a** and t*ts, like, "she fine as hell" I'm over here looking at tails and wicks like, buy or sale I left a Mayhem for the market Nah I don't want to dope spot, I want to stock pick I know that booty got drop Triggered my stop losses But I ain't got time for your W.A.P, my VWAPS crossin' Rich with hot V's from pushing hotkeys Strategies and plans to make grands, still in my wife beater Batman pajamas, how slides, in about five Hot pics of the day, cause I like the way the Dow bounce For hot dips on call, so I got options Two with a lot of volume, one with a double bottom Now I know dumb money don't understand Am I talking about my trade Or just thinking with my MACD You see, we're different in the way we move You move with kittens, and your dogs I move with bears and bulls I got a green thumb, I grow with the marijuana Waking up with the futures, F***ing up some commas I, jump out of bed (make profits) Eat my bacon and eggs (make profits) Light up watching them candles (make profits) While I'm, still in my sandals (and making profits) They used to watch me move them packs (N***a stop it) Now I watch moves in the NASDAQ (makin' profits) Used to run from the ATF (and the coppers) Now I run down ETFs (and make profits) I, Jump on the bed (make profits) Eat my, bacon and eggs (make profits) Light up watching them candles (make profits) While I'm still in my sandals (and makin' profits) See me and Jim Cramer been talking mad money, He said today I'm taking a risk, they got the feds coming But I got support here with me, I called her short squeeze You get the drop, she pull the trigger, and abort these If she stays on my watchlist, I might have to wife her But I know better, I'm a True Trading Group lifer Call up the Wolf of Weed Street, it's Time to flip some profits Go ahead be hawkish mothaf**ker, get yo' SPY hit I'll double top that n**ga, Head and shoulders Hit him up with this resistance, Watch 'em roll over Cause I see John Wicks and contracts If I say I made 1 million a day, well thats a large cap You moving average, that's why you get crossed Get split, get delisted, and knocked off And I'm settin' the whole block off I'm buying GameStop, and selling them Roblox off I, jump out of bed (make profits) Eat my bacon and eggs (make profits) Light up watching them candles (make profits) While I'm, still in my sandals (and making profits) They used to watch me move them packs (N***a stop it) Now I watch moves in the NASDAQ (makin' profits) Used to run from the ATF (and the coppers) Now I run down ETFs (and make profits) {Hey my family, a Gold what we do man?} (make profits) {Hey Suge, Mike, what we doing dawg?} (make profits) {Yo Wolf, Professor, what we do?} (make profits) {That TTG money gang} (we makin profits) We some Snipers!