Shining and grinding you can't touch me
Love the money she wanna f*ck me
Swallow the seed my Lil chucky
Flash the cash yea I see it coming
I hit the ground then I get to running
I be after it like it owe me something
Pour up the muddy I sip the bubbly
Life path 7 I'm feeling lucky
She suck swallow and gobble then I hit the throttle
Get the money get the money then the bitches follow
MOB yes thats always been the motto
She want champagne but she only get moscato
That's f*cked up yes I know
This really my last time though
I'm not gone spend I'm gonna save it
I want your friend and your neighbors
Wired funds no cable
I stick to the money like staples
Plead the fifth that's a case closed
Money made me feel bold
Money make them lose they clothes
Money never gonna get old
You can love me when I'm dead and gone
Creased up but It'll never fold
Hard to see me like a broken phone
I'm broke now but not for long
This money trail what I been on
Running wild in some moccasins
Popping cherries like the Washington
I even got love for the Washingtons
Benjamin FRIO the best friends
I keep it strapped like a lesbian
Need some rack and some dividends
I love making money that's the m&m's
Money made me now we synonyms
I don't fall for the bait I be reeling in
Was lazy bank account active again
If you broke watch who you dealing with
Cause me and the cash be the perfect fit
Tryna get the cash when it's worthless
Niggas flips packs, stuck in revolving door
Niggas switch up, check your corridor
If you buy pussy water you need more
Because that just thirsty, no bitch ever worthy
Bitches be selling that pussy
My nigga steady trapping pushing
Money be the only mission
That's how they pin us to the cushion
Back then we couldn't get a seat
They didn't want any of us to eat
Searching for a signs of love in these streets
I'm'a black hippie fighting for the peace
She broke off a piece of the kitty cat
I hit it once then I'm not coming back
I know I can rap let me demonstrate that
My Sinister lyrics administer tracks
Steadily climbing
No space for reclining
OT put that time in
I'm on fire shining
Think you'll need a visor
This heat is just rising
My lyrics surprising
Strong arm like the heisman
Focus off the frame, crossing out your name
Air-claim brought the gas, so I brought flame
Jelle brought the juice, bitches getting loose
Running laps, like duck duck goose
Yes I spit fire, I'ma freedom writer
Like Kanye I spit through the wire
They need the fire I'm the supplier
On cloud 9 get your money higher bitch
Shining and grinding you can't touch me
Love the money she wanna f*ck me
Swallow the seed my Lil chucky
Flash the cash yea I see it coming
I hit the ground then I get to running
I be after it like it owe me something
Pour up the muddy I sip the bubbly
Life path 7 I'm feeling lucky
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Shining and grinding you can't touch me
Love the money she wanna f*ck me
Swallow the seed my Lil chucky
Flash the cash yea I see it coming
I hit the ground then I get to running
I be after it like it owe me something
Pour up the muddy I sip the bubbly
Life path 7 I'm feeling lucky
She suck swallow and gobble then I hit the throttle
Get the money get the money then the bitches follow
MOB yes thats always been the motto
She want champagne but she only get moscato
That's f*cked up yes I know
This really my last time though
I'm not gone spend I'm gonna save it
I want your friend and your neighbors
Wired funds no cable
I stick to the money like staples
Plead the fifth that's a case closed
Money made me feel bold
Money make them lose they clothes
Money never gonna get old
You can love me when I'm dead and gone
Creased up but It'll never fold
Hard to see me like a broken phone
I'm broke now but not for long
This money trail what I been on
Running wild in some moccasins
Popping cherries like the Washington
I even got love for the Washingtons
Benjamin FRIO the best friends
I keep it strapped like a lesbian
Need some rack and some dividends
I love making money that's the m&m's
Money made me now we synonyms
I don't fall for the bait I be reeling in
Was lazy bank account active again
If you broke watch who you dealing with
Cause me and the cash be the perfect fit
Tryna get the cash when it's worthless
Niggas flips packs, stuck in revolving door
Niggas switch up, check your corridor
If you buy pussy water you need more
Because that just thirsty, no bitch ever worthy
Bitches be selling that pussy
My nigga steady trapping pushing
Money be the only mission
That's how they pin us to the cushion
Back then we couldn't get a seat
They didn't want any of us to eat
Searching for a signs of love in these streets
I'm'a black hippie fighting for the peace
She broke off a piece of the kitty cat
I hit it once then I'm not coming back
I know I can rap let me demonstrate that
My Sinister lyrics administer tracks
Steadily climbing
No space for reclining
OT put that time in
I'm on fire shining
Think you'll need a visor
This heat is just rising
My lyrics surprising
Strong arm like the heisman
Focus off the frame, crossing out your name
Air-claim brought the gas, so I brought flame
Jelle brought the juice, bitches getting loose
Running laps, like duck duck goose
Yes I spit fire, I'ma freedom writer
Like Kanye I spit through the wire
They need the fire I'm the supplier
On cloud 9 get your money higher bitch
Shining and grinding you can't touch me
Love the money she wanna f*ck me
Swallow the seed my Lil chucky
Flash the cash yea I see it coming
I hit the ground then I get to running
I be after it like it owe me something
Pour up the muddy I sip the bubbly
Life path 7 I'm feeling lucky
Love the money she wanna f*ck me
Swallow the seed my Lil chucky
Flash the cash yea I see it coming
I hit the ground then I get to running
I be after it like it owe me something
Pour up the muddy I sip the bubbly
Life path 7 I'm feeling lucky
She suck swallow and gobble then I hit the throttle
Get the money get the money then the bitches follow
MOB yes thats always been the motto
She want champagne but she only get moscato
That's f*cked up yes I know
This really my last time though
I'm not gone spend I'm gonna save it
I want your friend and your neighbors
Wired funds no cable
I stick to the money like staples
Plead the fifth that's a case closed
Money made me feel bold
Money make them lose they clothes
Money never gonna get old
You can love me when I'm dead and gone
Creased up but It'll never fold
Hard to see me like a broken phone
I'm broke now but not for long
This money trail what I been on
Running wild in some moccasins
Popping cherries like the Washington
I even got love for the Washingtons
Benjamin FRIO the best friends
I keep it strapped like a lesbian
Need some rack and some dividends
I love making money that's the m&m's
Money made me now we synonyms
I don't fall for the bait I be reeling in
Was lazy bank account active again
If you broke watch who you dealing with
Cause me and the cash be the perfect fit
Tryna get the cash when it's worthless
Niggas flips packs, stuck in revolving door
Niggas switch up, check your corridor
If you buy pussy water you need more
Because that just thirsty, no bitch ever worthy
Bitches be selling that pussy
My nigga steady trapping pushing
Money be the only mission
That's how they pin us to the cushion
Back then we couldn't get a seat
They didn't want any of us to eat
Searching for a signs of love in these streets
I'm'a black hippie fighting for the peace
She broke off a piece of the kitty cat
I hit it once then I'm not coming back
I know I can rap let me demonstrate that
My Sinister lyrics administer tracks
Steadily climbing
No space for reclining
OT put that time in
I'm on fire shining
Think you'll need a visor
This heat is just rising
My lyrics surprising
Strong arm like the heisman
Focus off the frame, crossing out your name
Air-claim brought the gas, so I brought flame
Jelle brought the juice, bitches getting loose
Running laps, like duck duck goose
Yes I spit fire, I'ma freedom writer
Like Kanye I spit through the wire
They need the fire I'm the supplier
On cloud 9 get your money higher bitch
Shining and grinding you can't touch me
Love the money she wanna f*ck me
Swallow the seed my Lil chucky
Flash the cash yea I see it coming
I hit the ground then I get to running
I be after it like it owe me something
Pour up the muddy I sip the bubbly
Life path 7 I'm feeling lucky
Writer: Paul Reynolds
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