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SLM (Street League Music) - Money in the Grave (SLM MX) Lyrics



SLM (Street League Music) - Money in the Grave (SLM MX) Lyrics




I mean where the f*ck should I really even start?
I am not the one to be f*cked with
Pussy ass hoe get the f*ck off my dick
Pull up on you and yo' ass get stiff
You don't want the smoke so don't pop no shit
Never be one of em bitches playin' on ya phone
Ain't got yo' full attention imma leave yo' ass alone
Don't depend on nobody that's what I was always told
Kept that in my head since a kid n now I'm grown
Anything I want I can get myself
Level up and never ask a soul for no f*ckin' help
The price that comes with being a boss bitch
Is you get to call all the shots n get rich
I know who got my back
I know y'all haters wack
I know y'all mad because I got everything you lack
Good looks, sauce and now the bars too
If I was a bum bitch, I'd be sick too
ACHOO, Bey God bless you
I sneeze on the beat and it get sick too
Like Yoncé all on ya mouth, like the lick too
As soon as you done, you out, I'll see you
It's a hot girl summer, I ain't got no boo
Add you to the fall draft then I might pick you
If you a soldier, you could enlist
If you a broke nigga ya ass get dismissed
There ain't no limit my talent is endless
Talk more shit before I end this
End this like I end ya career
See you buzzin' cause I got bars for lightyears

Walk into the spot and give him a Woody
I don't do too much, my face just that pretty

Poppin them bottles up in the club
Ain't talkin' bout money that shit be a dub
The dubs ain't even take the dub
The raps made the whole team look like some scrubs
Kawhi left the team, Toronto too chilly
Drizzy call that a T-B-O-Z
Uh

M-Makin changes I ain't good where I'm at
Always in the front, never sittin' in the back
Meg got all bitches goin' dumb off the yack
Get a lil tipsy I might throw this ass back
Gotta be a coach if you tryna catch some play
I ain't f*ckin' with the help, I am no wonder maid
I could have any dude that I really want
But I'd rather focus on the bag and secure my spot

Lemme tell you bout what I do
I'll beat a bitch face and I'll beat you too
If you knuck, imma buck
Ain't never been no punk
"But Shai, I was just playin'"
Well bitch, you outta luck
Look
I don't even be in no mix
So don't play me hoe, I'm with all the shits
Kk all beauty only takin' Ws
Walk right by ya nigga have his eyes super glued
Uh
I don't play tag stupid cause I been it
Got beef, thats my name n i ain't even in it
Bouta make you my maid and it wont take but a minute
Just copped a new coupe and you know the windows tinted
Uh
Talk tough online but in real life scared
Keep it quiet bitch, sit down somewhere
Cuz ya man lookin' easy n I'm lookin' fly
I am not the one that you lil bitches want to try
Uh

M-Makin changes I ain't good where I'm at
Always in the front, never sittin in the back
Meg got all bitches goin' dumb off the yack
Get a lil tipsy I might throw this ass back
Gotta be a coach if you tryna catch some play
I ain't f*ckin' with the help, I am no wonder maid
I could have any dude that I really want
But I'd rather focus on the bag and secure my spot

Flex on everybody bitch
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I mean where the f*ck should I really even start?
I am not the one to be f*cked with
Pussy ass hoe get the f*ck off my dick
Pull up on you and yo' ass get stiff
You don't want the smoke so don't pop no shit
Never be one of em bitches playin' on ya phone
Ain't got yo' full attention imma leave yo' ass alone
Don't depend on nobody that's what I was always told
Kept that in my head since a kid n now I'm grown
Anything I want I can get myself
Level up and never ask a soul for no f*ckin' help
The price that comes with being a boss bitch
Is you get to call all the shots n get rich
I know who got my back
I know y'all haters wack
I know y'all mad because I got everything you lack
Good looks, sauce and now the bars too
If I was a bum bitch, I'd be sick too
ACHOO, Bey God bless you
I sneeze on the beat and it get sick too
Like Yoncé all on ya mouth, like the lick too
As soon as you done, you out, I'll see you
It's a hot girl summer, I ain't got no boo
Add you to the fall draft then I might pick you
If you a soldier, you could enlist
If you a broke nigga ya ass get dismissed
There ain't no limit my talent is endless
Talk more shit before I end this
End this like I end ya career
See you buzzin' cause I got bars for lightyears

Walk into the spot and give him a Woody
I don't do too much, my face just that pretty

Poppin them bottles up in the club
Ain't talkin' bout money that shit be a dub
The dubs ain't even take the dub
The raps made the whole team look like some scrubs
Kawhi left the team, Toronto too chilly
Drizzy call that a T-B-O-Z
Uh

M-Makin changes I ain't good where I'm at
Always in the front, never sittin' in the back
Meg got all bitches goin' dumb off the yack
Get a lil tipsy I might throw this ass back
Gotta be a coach if you tryna catch some play
I ain't f*ckin' with the help, I am no wonder maid
I could have any dude that I really want
But I'd rather focus on the bag and secure my spot

Lemme tell you bout what I do
I'll beat a bitch face and I'll beat you too
If you knuck, imma buck
Ain't never been no punk
"But Shai, I was just playin'"
Well bitch, you outta luck
Look
I don't even be in no mix
So don't play me hoe, I'm with all the shits
Kk all beauty only takin' Ws
Walk right by ya nigga have his eyes super glued
Uh
I don't play tag stupid cause I been it
Got beef, thats my name n i ain't even in it
Bouta make you my maid and it wont take but a minute
Just copped a new coupe and you know the windows tinted
Uh
Talk tough online but in real life scared
Keep it quiet bitch, sit down somewhere
Cuz ya man lookin' easy n I'm lookin' fly
I am not the one that you lil bitches want to try
Uh

M-Makin changes I ain't good where I'm at
Always in the front, never sittin in the back
Meg got all bitches goin' dumb off the yack
Get a lil tipsy I might throw this ass back
Gotta be a coach if you tryna catch some play
I ain't f*ckin' with the help, I am no wonder maid
I could have any dude that I really want
But I'd rather focus on the bag and secure my spot

Flex on everybody bitch
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Writer: Shailah Morris
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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