I'm back on my shit ion think they understand me
Real nigga I'm in this shit pussy nigga u candy
U fold like a lawn chair I stand tall, like a tree
Bitch I got green on me call that shit money
Hell yea I'm in the game ion think I want to dip yet
Bad hoes want to f*ck say they want my dick wet
Get money and respect stack shit like sky scraper
Pussy nigga talk shit bound to get your ass scraped
Got to get this money man f*ck what you niggas bout
Yall niggas about bull shit get money in my route
Get it in, in a drought, F*ck what you niggas bout
Yall niggas bought bullshit, get money, tell them follow my route
F*ck what You niggas bout, F*ck what you niggas bout
F*ck what you bitches bout f*ck then niggas bout
Nigga want to get money
No guts no glory, yea I got to a true story
All fact no fiction, bitch read my story, yea I got them hollows
But I don't think its necessary pussy niggas talk shit
Then it might be necessary, riding round I'm getting mine
High as hell I'm on cloud nine real nigga I grind
I Ain't never afraid to shine, I get's mine on the time
Cuz that shit waits for no one, Bitch I'm Riding around in the city, bets believe I carry one
Money stack to the f*cking ceiling, Yea I might just bury some
Stay all black like a nun, pussy nigga you betta run
That money I got to get me some, them benjamin's them Jacksons
I'm thirsty I'm packing one, i up on u betta run
Bitch I'm about one thang
Got to love them damn numbers
Man I'm riding on they ass this time making they ass wonder
Got hoes but want to slumber get it in, in a stretch hummer
Bottles popping money dropping, hell yea this a cold summer
Man I'm on my young shit, I don't think they learned yet
Yea them niggas still at the bottom, struggling and breaking sweats
I showed them who was next, permanant marker I ain't going yet
Got money and still flex, yo bitch steady want to text get off my dick and
Ride on the next get money til I pass out, so I just stunt on they ass
And yea I got them bitches mad, real nigga I keep a swag
And pussy nigga I check the bag you broke make it rain on your ass
Im Not worried I keep cash
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I'm back on my shit ion think they understand me
Real nigga I'm in this shit pussy nigga u candy
U fold like a lawn chair I stand tall, like a tree
Bitch I got green on me call that shit money
Hell yea I'm in the game ion think I want to dip yet
Bad hoes want to f*ck say they want my dick wet
Get money and respect stack shit like sky scraper
Pussy nigga talk shit bound to get your ass scraped
Got to get this money man f*ck what you niggas bout
Yall niggas about bull shit get money in my route
Get it in, in a drought, F*ck what you niggas bout
Yall niggas bought bullshit, get money, tell them follow my route
F*ck what You niggas bout, F*ck what you niggas bout
F*ck what you bitches bout f*ck then niggas bout
Nigga want to get money
No guts no glory, yea I got to a true story
All fact no fiction, bitch read my story, yea I got them hollows
But I don't think its necessary pussy niggas talk shit
Then it might be necessary, riding round I'm getting mine
High as hell I'm on cloud nine real nigga I grind
I Ain't never afraid to shine, I get's mine on the time
Cuz that shit waits for no one, Bitch I'm Riding around in the city, bets believe I carry one
Money stack to the f*cking ceiling, Yea I might just bury some
Stay all black like a nun, pussy nigga you betta run
That money I got to get me some, them benjamin's them Jacksons
I'm thirsty I'm packing one, i up on u betta run
Bitch I'm about one thang
Got to love them damn numbers
Man I'm riding on they ass this time making they ass wonder
Got hoes but want to slumber get it in, in a stretch hummer
Bottles popping money dropping, hell yea this a cold summer
Man I'm on my young shit, I don't think they learned yet
Yea them niggas still at the bottom, struggling and breaking sweats
I showed them who was next, permanant marker I ain't going yet
Got money and still flex, yo bitch steady want to text get off my dick and
Ride on the next get money til I pass out, so I just stunt on they ass
And yea I got them bitches mad, real nigga I keep a swag
And pussy nigga I check the bag you broke make it rain on your ass
Im Not worried I keep cash
Real nigga I'm in this shit pussy nigga u candy
U fold like a lawn chair I stand tall, like a tree
Bitch I got green on me call that shit money
Hell yea I'm in the game ion think I want to dip yet
Bad hoes want to f*ck say they want my dick wet
Get money and respect stack shit like sky scraper
Pussy nigga talk shit bound to get your ass scraped
Got to get this money man f*ck what you niggas bout
Yall niggas about bull shit get money in my route
Get it in, in a drought, F*ck what you niggas bout
Yall niggas bought bullshit, get money, tell them follow my route
F*ck what You niggas bout, F*ck what you niggas bout
F*ck what you bitches bout f*ck then niggas bout
Nigga want to get money
No guts no glory, yea I got to a true story
All fact no fiction, bitch read my story, yea I got them hollows
But I don't think its necessary pussy niggas talk shit
Then it might be necessary, riding round I'm getting mine
High as hell I'm on cloud nine real nigga I grind
I Ain't never afraid to shine, I get's mine on the time
Cuz that shit waits for no one, Bitch I'm Riding around in the city, bets believe I carry one
Money stack to the f*cking ceiling, Yea I might just bury some
Stay all black like a nun, pussy nigga you betta run
That money I got to get me some, them benjamin's them Jacksons
I'm thirsty I'm packing one, i up on u betta run
Bitch I'm about one thang
Got to love them damn numbers
Man I'm riding on they ass this time making they ass wonder
Got hoes but want to slumber get it in, in a stretch hummer
Bottles popping money dropping, hell yea this a cold summer
Man I'm on my young shit, I don't think they learned yet
Yea them niggas still at the bottom, struggling and breaking sweats
I showed them who was next, permanant marker I ain't going yet
Got money and still flex, yo bitch steady want to text get off my dick and
Ride on the next get money til I pass out, so I just stunt on they ass
And yea I got them bitches mad, real nigga I keep a swag
And pussy nigga I check the bag you broke make it rain on your ass
Im Not worried I keep cash
Writer: JEREMY PURHAM
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