Zykious - Money Lyrics

Open the bag look at the cash
Big drip they ain't ready
I might pull up in a jag look at the tag
Income come steady
I just send money but don't even no
But I no these damn hoes be out here playing
Go toe to toe with a nigga for money
But niggas act funny I get the spraying
Nigga tried me like a hoe but he don't no
We got that motherf*cking doe
F*ck any sentence my niggas is different
They'll kill you in the city and wear your coat
Ducking and dodging and leaving the Po
F*cking and sucking me yea that's your hoe
She a little freak and you no how it go
She grabbing the cuffs and I'm grabbing the rope
Tie the bitch up and I'm f*cking her throat
I try to stop but she wanting some more
She ride on me like she riding a boat
And we ride in the whip and it's all on the low
I got a chopper and AK with the scope
Play me little dummy I bet it'll poke
I treat my bitch I be giving her pole
And we f*cked last night that's three in a row
I ain't no pimp but I walk with a limp
And I play like MJ like I'm back in the day
Met at the club and she back at my place
After I'm done I'm a nut in her face
I no they see me they tripping
They telling me stop all the dripping
I tell them I cant
Spend a few racks in minute no limit
100 I'm stunting I'm climbing the rank
12 pull up on me you no I'm a race
And I got a v12 ain't no time for no chase
All in the court and the judge is a whore
And I'm f*cking the judge and she dropping the case
Might be a stripper her body a vase
Hit from the back and I'm calling her cake
Leaving out late and it ain't no debate
If you eat off my plate then they grabbing the tape
Open the bag look at the cash
Big drip they ain't ready
I might pull up in the jag look at the tag
Income come steady
I just send money but don't even no
But I no these damn hoes be out here playing
Go toe to toe with a nigga for money
But niggas act funny I get the spraying
All of my niggas we ride
And they gone slide
Try and touch one and you die
No we not none of these guys
By no surprise we walk around with them nines
Money is all on my mind and you get out of line
And I promise a bullet will fly
I'm on a whole other side man I'm f*cked up I'm high
And I swear I'm cooking the pot
She on that drama I'm f*cking her mama
I'm giving her commas little baby a stoner
Look at my diamonds them motherf*ckers shinning
I no she ain't sober I tell her come over
Had a little much so she got to pull over
I tell her f*ck it I'm calling a chauffeur
Lay in the crib and we crash on the sofa
I no she ain't get up i put her in a comma
Chip on my shoulder I'm getting a little older
These niggas is fake and they moving like boulders
Except for my brothers and sister my cousins
I talk to my mama I'm sorry for fussing
Come in the game man I'm swinging my chains
Been real since day one I'm never gone change
All of my haters can go the grave
With a bullet in the neck and a bullet in the brain
Open the bag look at the cash
Big drip they ain't ready
I might pull up in a jag look at the tag
Income come steady
I just send money but don't even no
But I no these damn hoes be out here playing
Go toe to toe with a nigga for money
But niggas act funny I get the spraying