I'm countin' this money, it cannot fit up in my wallet
Yeah, I got it from serving the cocaine fresh up out the projects
I don't do the conversatin, let my draco do the talkin
Brodie playin' hopscotch, how he pulled up and he chalked him
Man, it's still f*ck the world, ain't talkin' Viagra
Smoking zaza, cause it chill my anger
Brodie pull up with a shotty, might just blow your leg off
Thought he was tough until that boy show me what he made of
Gettin' this money, I cannot stop until it stack up
Bro just told me 'bout a lick, he plottin' on a Mack truck
Shorty super thick, I tell her, girl, just back that ass up
Baby girl, she hotter than a bottle of Tabasco
She wanna ride the dick, I tell her, girl, just grab the lasso
I wanna f*ck right now, like, girl, I'll take you in the bathroom
Hey, drum up on the Draco, make it go nuts like a cashew
I keep a lot of money and a weapon in a satchel
First time I met the money, goddamn, I fell in love
Heard he was talkin' down, now he ain't sayin' much
Twerk lil' baby, bust it down when we turnin' up
Perc got my stomach, f*cked up, need a tummy rub
Man pack so loud, got my neighbors real pissed off
Every time I sold the work, yeah, it was a lil' off
Ran up the money faster than a blue hedgehog
Grams of contraband got me feelin' like a big dog
(Hey) dreams of money and the fame since a lil' one
I need a ocean on my wrist, f*ck a lil' tub
Bad shorty in my room, she gettin' filled up
I'ma f*ck the pussy raw till I feel none
I walk around with a big stick, I kill the beat, got a hit list
Lil buddy got the pack, so we blitzed him
I prefer the bitch with the big lips
Tight ass pussy, yeah my dick, barely fit it
Boy, I'm really flexin, what I got is on your wish list
I'm sellin' snow and tree inside this trap, it's like it's Christmas
I push my car to the limit, drivin' so fast, break the physics
Pour my lean inside the cup, it's fizzing
Goin' dumb up on the beat and I got the 'tism
Ayy, Brodie called me up, he said, just shut up and just listen
He said he seen his girlfriend and the plug and they kissin
And now he's got a plan for those drugs to end up missing
I said, cool, bro, I understand, I got the mission
I'ma pull up on you right now, bro, we gon' get him
I'm countin' this money, it cannot fit up in my wallet
Yeah, I got it from serving the cocaine fresh up out the projects
I don't do the conversatin, let my draco do the talkin
Brodie playin' hopscotch, how he pulled up and he chalked him
Man, it's still f*ck the world, ain't talkin' Viagra
Smoking zaza, cause it chill my anger
Brodie pull up with a shotty, might just blow your leg off
Thought he was tough until that boy show me what he made of
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I'm countin' this money, it cannot fit up in my wallet
Yeah, I got it from serving the cocaine fresh up out the projects
I don't do the conversatin, let my draco do the talkin
Brodie playin' hopscotch, how he pulled up and he chalked him
Man, it's still f*ck the world, ain't talkin' Viagra
Smoking zaza, cause it chill my anger
Brodie pull up with a shotty, might just blow your leg off
Thought he was tough until that boy show me what he made of
Gettin' this money, I cannot stop until it stack up
Bro just told me 'bout a lick, he plottin' on a Mack truck
Shorty super thick, I tell her, girl, just back that ass up
Baby girl, she hotter than a bottle of Tabasco
She wanna ride the dick, I tell her, girl, just grab the lasso
I wanna f*ck right now, like, girl, I'll take you in the bathroom
Hey, drum up on the Draco, make it go nuts like a cashew
I keep a lot of money and a weapon in a satchel
First time I met the money, goddamn, I fell in love
Heard he was talkin' down, now he ain't sayin' much
Twerk lil' baby, bust it down when we turnin' up
Perc got my stomach, f*cked up, need a tummy rub
Man pack so loud, got my neighbors real pissed off
Every time I sold the work, yeah, it was a lil' off
Ran up the money faster than a blue hedgehog
Grams of contraband got me feelin' like a big dog
(Hey) dreams of money and the fame since a lil' one
I need a ocean on my wrist, f*ck a lil' tub
Bad shorty in my room, she gettin' filled up
I'ma f*ck the pussy raw till I feel none
I walk around with a big stick, I kill the beat, got a hit list
Lil buddy got the pack, so we blitzed him
I prefer the bitch with the big lips
Tight ass pussy, yeah my dick, barely fit it
Boy, I'm really flexin, what I got is on your wish list
I'm sellin' snow and tree inside this trap, it's like it's Christmas
I push my car to the limit, drivin' so fast, break the physics
Pour my lean inside the cup, it's fizzing
Goin' dumb up on the beat and I got the 'tism
Ayy, Brodie called me up, he said, just shut up and just listen
He said he seen his girlfriend and the plug and they kissin
And now he's got a plan for those drugs to end up missing
I said, cool, bro, I understand, I got the mission
I'ma pull up on you right now, bro, we gon' get him
I'm countin' this money, it cannot fit up in my wallet
Yeah, I got it from serving the cocaine fresh up out the projects
I don't do the conversatin, let my draco do the talkin
Brodie playin' hopscotch, how he pulled up and he chalked him
Man, it's still f*ck the world, ain't talkin' Viagra
Smoking zaza, cause it chill my anger
Brodie pull up with a shotty, might just blow your leg off
Thought he was tough until that boy show me what he made of
Yeah, I got it from serving the cocaine fresh up out the projects
I don't do the conversatin, let my draco do the talkin
Brodie playin' hopscotch, how he pulled up and he chalked him
Man, it's still f*ck the world, ain't talkin' Viagra
Smoking zaza, cause it chill my anger
Brodie pull up with a shotty, might just blow your leg off
Thought he was tough until that boy show me what he made of
Gettin' this money, I cannot stop until it stack up
Bro just told me 'bout a lick, he plottin' on a Mack truck
Shorty super thick, I tell her, girl, just back that ass up
Baby girl, she hotter than a bottle of Tabasco
She wanna ride the dick, I tell her, girl, just grab the lasso
I wanna f*ck right now, like, girl, I'll take you in the bathroom
Hey, drum up on the Draco, make it go nuts like a cashew
I keep a lot of money and a weapon in a satchel
First time I met the money, goddamn, I fell in love
Heard he was talkin' down, now he ain't sayin' much
Twerk lil' baby, bust it down when we turnin' up
Perc got my stomach, f*cked up, need a tummy rub
Man pack so loud, got my neighbors real pissed off
Every time I sold the work, yeah, it was a lil' off
Ran up the money faster than a blue hedgehog
Grams of contraband got me feelin' like a big dog
(Hey) dreams of money and the fame since a lil' one
I need a ocean on my wrist, f*ck a lil' tub
Bad shorty in my room, she gettin' filled up
I'ma f*ck the pussy raw till I feel none
I walk around with a big stick, I kill the beat, got a hit list
Lil buddy got the pack, so we blitzed him
I prefer the bitch with the big lips
Tight ass pussy, yeah my dick, barely fit it
Boy, I'm really flexin, what I got is on your wish list
I'm sellin' snow and tree inside this trap, it's like it's Christmas
I push my car to the limit, drivin' so fast, break the physics
Pour my lean inside the cup, it's fizzing
Goin' dumb up on the beat and I got the 'tism
Ayy, Brodie called me up, he said, just shut up and just listen
He said he seen his girlfriend and the plug and they kissin
And now he's got a plan for those drugs to end up missing
I said, cool, bro, I understand, I got the mission
I'ma pull up on you right now, bro, we gon' get him
I'm countin' this money, it cannot fit up in my wallet
Yeah, I got it from serving the cocaine fresh up out the projects
I don't do the conversatin, let my draco do the talkin
Brodie playin' hopscotch, how he pulled up and he chalked him
Man, it's still f*ck the world, ain't talkin' Viagra
Smoking zaza, cause it chill my anger
Brodie pull up with a shotty, might just blow your leg off
Thought he was tough until that boy show me what he made of
Writer: Nathaniel McGuire
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