These niggas so foul
They'll take your life for a bag of some loud
That lil chick with me I'm pipin' her down
Walk in the store leave you dead in the aisle
Bitch I'm a canine I'm just like a chow
Get your own drip tryna bite my style
After we f*ck she get up and she smile
I was on 85 south in the SUV Finna go get P
Got a outside plug and he waiting on me
Got a North side bitch and she laying on me
Got a carbon one five a nigga layin' on me
Had a lot of bold niggas gon change on me
Put some racks on your head know life ain't free
'Scuse these kicks, these shoes ain't cheap
Gotta hundred rounds on me so I ride around deep
When she open up her legs I'ma go inside deep
Showing her true colors she a bonafide freak
Gotta show my true colors I'm a bonafide plug
Got real good bud got a white run nug
Gotta car hit a swerve nigga said he gonna rob me
I think not if we talkin' bout new
Tell 'em buy a new Glock
I'm rich now I'm gonna buy a nigga block
All these rappers got a nigga too hot
So a nigga might quit
'Cause I make more money from the Marijuana shit
Drop a bag on the scale and I drop me a hit
Tryna sabotage cash out this shit
I don't have a car all walkin' and shit
Now these thots be stalkin' and shit
All these blues I'ma pocket this shit
When you shootin' at em make sure you don't miss
Got two, I ain't messing with made up names
I'ma ghost white winter, four bussdown chains
Got a bad lil baby and she rockin' french braids
Why we never see you 'cause I don't like fame
She been ridin' all night so I know that she drained
And these hundreds on me blue nigga just like the flame
Growin' up all a nigga went through was pain
Jumped off the balcony when 12 came to raid
Balenciaga Triple S all white beige
Summerhill county ain't talkin bout date
All year a nigga music get better with age
I ain't gotta dick ride, I'ma ride my own wave
These niggas so foul
They'll take your life for a bag of some loud
That lil chick with me I'm pipin' her down
Walk in the store leave you dead in the aisle
Bitch I'm a canine I'm just like a chow
Get your own drip tryna bite my style
After we f*ck she get up and she smile
I was on 85 south in the SUV Finna go get P
Got a outside plug and he waiting on me
Got a North side bitch and she laying on me
Got a carbon one five a nigga layin' on me
Had a lot of bold niggas gon change on me
Put some racks on your head know life ain't free
Money Man - Foul Lyrics
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These niggas so foul
They'll take your life for a bag of some loud
That lil chick with me I'm pipin' her down
Walk in the store leave you dead in the aisle
Bitch I'm a canine I'm just like a chow
Get your own drip tryna bite my style
After we f*ck she get up and she smile
I was on 85 south in the SUV Finna go get P
Got a outside plug and he waiting on me
Got a North side bitch and she laying on me
Got a carbon one five a nigga layin' on me
Had a lot of bold niggas gon change on me
Put some racks on your head know life ain't free
'Scuse these kicks, these shoes ain't cheap
Gotta hundred rounds on me so I ride around deep
When she open up her legs I'ma go inside deep
Showing her true colors she a bonafide freak
Gotta show my true colors I'm a bonafide plug
Got real good bud got a white run nug
Gotta car hit a swerve nigga said he gonna rob me
I think not if we talkin' bout new
Tell 'em buy a new Glock
I'm rich now I'm gonna buy a nigga block
All these rappers got a nigga too hot
So a nigga might quit
'Cause I make more money from the Marijuana shit
Drop a bag on the scale and I drop me a hit
Tryna sabotage cash out this shit
I don't have a car all walkin' and shit
Now these thots be stalkin' and shit
All these blues I'ma pocket this shit
When you shootin' at em make sure you don't miss
Got two, I ain't messing with made up names
I'ma ghost white winter, four bussdown chains
Got a bad lil baby and she rockin' french braids
Why we never see you 'cause I don't like fame
She been ridin' all night so I know that she drained
And these hundreds on me blue nigga just like the flame
Growin' up all a nigga went through was pain
Jumped off the balcony when 12 came to raid
Balenciaga Triple S all white beige
Summerhill county ain't talkin bout date
All year a nigga music get better with age
I ain't gotta dick ride, I'ma ride my own wave
These niggas so foul
They'll take your life for a bag of some loud
That lil chick with me I'm pipin' her down
Walk in the store leave you dead in the aisle
Bitch I'm a canine I'm just like a chow
Get your own drip tryna bite my style
After we f*ck she get up and she smile
I was on 85 south in the SUV Finna go get P
Got a outside plug and he waiting on me
Got a North side bitch and she laying on me
Got a carbon one five a nigga layin' on me
Had a lot of bold niggas gon change on me
Put some racks on your head know life ain't free
They'll take your life for a bag of some loud
That lil chick with me I'm pipin' her down
Walk in the store leave you dead in the aisle
Bitch I'm a canine I'm just like a chow
Get your own drip tryna bite my style
After we f*ck she get up and she smile
I was on 85 south in the SUV Finna go get P
Got a outside plug and he waiting on me
Got a North side bitch and she laying on me
Got a carbon one five a nigga layin' on me
Had a lot of bold niggas gon change on me
Put some racks on your head know life ain't free
'Scuse these kicks, these shoes ain't cheap
Gotta hundred rounds on me so I ride around deep
When she open up her legs I'ma go inside deep
Showing her true colors she a bonafide freak
Gotta show my true colors I'm a bonafide plug
Got real good bud got a white run nug
Gotta car hit a swerve nigga said he gonna rob me
I think not if we talkin' bout new
Tell 'em buy a new Glock
I'm rich now I'm gonna buy a nigga block
All these rappers got a nigga too hot
So a nigga might quit
'Cause I make more money from the Marijuana shit
Drop a bag on the scale and I drop me a hit
Tryna sabotage cash out this shit
I don't have a car all walkin' and shit
Now these thots be stalkin' and shit
All these blues I'ma pocket this shit
When you shootin' at em make sure you don't miss
Got two, I ain't messing with made up names
I'ma ghost white winter, four bussdown chains
Got a bad lil baby and she rockin' french braids
Why we never see you 'cause I don't like fame
She been ridin' all night so I know that she drained
And these hundreds on me blue nigga just like the flame
Growin' up all a nigga went through was pain
Jumped off the balcony when 12 came to raid
Balenciaga Triple S all white beige
Summerhill county ain't talkin bout date
All year a nigga music get better with age
I ain't gotta dick ride, I'ma ride my own wave
These niggas so foul
They'll take your life for a bag of some loud
That lil chick with me I'm pipin' her down
Walk in the store leave you dead in the aisle
Bitch I'm a canine I'm just like a chow
Get your own drip tryna bite my style
After we f*ck she get up and she smile
I was on 85 south in the SUV Finna go get P
Got a outside plug and he waiting on me
Got a North side bitch and she laying on me
Got a carbon one five a nigga layin' on me
Had a lot of bold niggas gon change on me
Put some racks on your head know life ain't free
Writer: Tysen Jay Bolding
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.