VonOff1700 - Money in the Bag Lyrics

(Double0)
We gon' do these whole through, all the way through
Turnt up, not burnt up, nigga
Diss on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up
(Goddamn, BJ want another one)
Alright, okay

Masked up, put the money in the bag
Put the Draco up 'cause the switch too fast
Red hair, caramel skin, this lil' bitch bad
He died with his gun, he went out sad
Killed that nigga on camera, play that shit back
We watchin' that shit like an ad
Nigga, I'm rich as a bitch and ain't bought no car
This a SRT off the Pad
Used to laugh at me when was in school
Now the joke's on you, I'm the richest nigga out my class
When we bounced out on him, that nigga was runnin' too slow (come here)
That's how he got shot in his ass (dumbass)
This lil' bitch weird, keep tryna sneak pictures of me
While I ain't got on my mask (ho weird as f*ck)
One of the opps tryna rap, he don't get no views
His lyrics come straight out his ass

I don't want no bitch (I don't)
My heart still hurt from hoes that's in my past (for real)
I'm focused on money and music
I can say f*ck love 'cause that shit really come last
Tell lil' bro chill
I'll come through spinnin' myself if they really make me mad (I'm comin')
Mook Money and Mike, wish y'all would've put a fight
Y'all niggas got me ready to crash
I'm in the Trackhawk Jeep with my gun in my lap
Off lean, while Lil Three doin' the dash
Bitch, I go too far, if the lil' bitch dick-ride the opps
I'ma f*ck around, shoot off her lashes
His girlfriend hate me, she want the f*ck niggas to take me
She know I'm the reason he died (his dead ass)
No interviewers, I don't wanna answer no questions
I'll f*ck around, kill Vlad
I'll go do time and lay down in my grave for every single one of my guys (you know that)
He was tryna get chicken, we caught his lil' dumb ass slippin'
He ain't get to finish his fries (dumbass)
Backend on Percs again, he ain't gotta tell me
I see the shit in his eyes
Care 'bout the age and size, if you hang with the opps
I promise your dumb ass dyin'

Masked up, put the money in the bag
Put the Draco up 'cause the switch too fast
Red hair, caramel skin, this lil' bitch bad
He died with his gun, he went out sad
Killed that nigga on camera, play that shit back
We watchin' that shit like an ad
Nigga, I'm rich as a bitch and ain't bought no car
This a SRT off the Pad
Used to laugh at me when was in school
Now the joke's on you, I'm the richest nigga out my class
When we bounced out on him, that nigga was runnin' too slow (come here)
That's how he got shot in his ass (dumbass)
This lil' bitch weird, keep tryna sneak pictures of me
While I ain't got on my mask (ho weird as f*ck)
One of the opps tryna rap, he don't get no views
His lyrics come straight out his ass

Turnt up, not burnt up, nigga
You diss on the gang, you gon' get your dumb ass sent up, nigga
Turnt up, not burnt up, nigga
You diss on the gang, you gon' get sent up, nigga, the f*ck?
Free the whole gang, niggas wanna be the gang, nigga
(Goddamn, BJ want another one)