Promonant - $.0.$ (feat. Woppie 910) Lyrics

Money on money i get to the cash
Money on money my bitch hella bad
Money on money in love with the racks
Money on money don't play with my stash
Money on money i get to the cash
Money on money my bitch hella bad
Money on money in love with the racks
Money on money don't play with my stash

Money chasing, money chasing, I wanna spend five on my bracelet
Money chasing, money chasing, I wanna spend five on my bracelet
Money chasing, money chasing, I wanna spend five on my bracelet
Talking that shit get you wasted aye
Talking that shit get you wasted aye

Back on the track and I'm rocking with Promonant
Bitch with these hands, my right hand is dominant
Feds asking questions, I rip up their documents
Heard you want smoke, I'm already on top of it
You got them guns but ain't never popping it
I gotta bitch and she dropping it aye
Feds coming in, ain't no one stopping it
Your homie is fake, so me, and him at the opposite
I got the gas, when 12 pull up, I'm tossing it aye
I got these bands, and rapping is causing it aye
You got these diamonds, but you got them flaws in it
Money chasing, money chasing, I wanna spend five on my bracelet
Talking that shit get you wasted aye
Talking that shit get you wasted aye

Money on money i get to the cash
Money on money my bitch hella bad
Money on money in love with the racks
Money on money don't play with my stash
Money on money i get to the cash
Money on money my bitch hella bad
Money on money in love with the racks
Money on money don't play with my stash

Me and lil woppie we go so retarted
You jacking our styles we don't do no copies
F*ck on yo mommy she gimme that sloppy
Then after I'm done send her back to the projects
Pop a few bottles I'm counting this guap
Stack all them bands in love with the knots
Shit on these rappers my flow need a mop
You run up get done up my niggas will pop
Bust out the alley I'm so super stylish
Check out my wrist that's 300 thousand
Keep me a crib round the way at the island
Doors go up that money keep piling
My hittas got shooters my shooters got bodies
Don't move a muscle that pistol is silent
Back to the trap moving work in the lobby
Hustle all day like that shit is a hobby
I don't got time and i don't have patience
Name a new rapper that's better I'm waiting
Work every night i don't take a vacation
Just take a look at the music I'm making
I gotta get to the money that's urgent
Niggas ain't put enough work to deserve it
I've been official on every occurrence
Pull up a beat and i bet I will burn it

Money on money i get to the cash
Money on money my bitch hella bad
Money on money in love with the racks
Money on money don't play with my stash
Money on money i get to the cash
Money on money my bitch hella bad
Money on money in love with the racks
Money on money don't play with my stash

Money chasing, money chasing, I wanna spend five on my bracelet
Money chasing, money chasing, I wanna spend five on my bracelet
Money chasing, money chasing, I wanna spend five on my bracelet
Talking that shit get you wasted aye
Talking that shit get you wasted aye