Killa Comp - HBK Lyrics

Pussy money weed
Money cars clothes
Death comes in 3z
Burning money trees
Like some good weed
Now your shorty roll' with me
Pasto now we balling gotchos
I'm stackin my chips up nacho

Got my ears full of bling bling
I versace out the ring
Off the hotline bling
Married to the money
Diamond out her ring
This Is Real Rap, Never Sing
Hungry Never Greedy - HiNG
I was down and out
Make 'em count you in
If They Eva Count You Out
I want riches ova fame
F*ck clout...

Got your shorty for the weekend
And loving da crew, so I went deep In
Told my ex TLC stop creeping
Know you mad I'm eating
Weight up ain't taking no pay cuts

Pussy money weed
Money cars clothes
Death comes in 3z
Burning money trees
Like some good weed

She in luv
With a heartbreaker
Condom Strapped
I Blew Her Back
Pussy So Good, Going Raw
I Lay That Smackdown
I Pulled Her Tracks Out
She Wanna Tap Out
F*ck Her All Around The Crib
I Got It Mapped Out
I F*ck Her Right On The Couch
She Got My Dick In Her Mouth
She like Owww

Cold hearted ice box
Heart breaker paper chaser
Sippin Henny Dussue No Chaser
She ain't f*cking on the same nite
I won't date her
Strip club dollar bills 4 the paper

Pussy money weed
Money cars clothes
Death comes in 3z
Burning money trees
Like some good weed
Now your short roll' with me
Pasto now we balling gotchos
I'm stackin my chips nacho