letra de money mitch - dc2trill
[intro]
nick on the track
[verse]
knock knock n-gga
here come the landlord
better have that cash today
or it’s done for
on ig she a whole bad b-tch with a new porsche
pulled up on a n-gga in a mother f-ckin honda accord
heard the drank came in n-gga who i gotta talk to
heard the n-gga sneak dissing
who i send some shots to
walked in bought the whole store
it was super cool
this b-tch a hard seven and a half
but her head’s super drooly
okay the cash coming in
now i need some jewelry
i just spent a stack on some shoes that look like osiris
he did some bow wow sh-t up in the club
the n-gga named byron
he sweared to god he was getting money
that n-gga died when he put that up on the bible
streaming stats on tune core i’mma put that on my rivals
f-cking this b-tch who work at tidal
n-gga i’m hot just like towely
with my glizzy spottem gottem
made that n-gga do the beep-bop
on ig got a bussdown
real life he got a g-shock
crazy man these vetements
thousand dollar reeboks
i could never show my hands that’s just how we rock
charged a n-gga extra cause the drank is re-rock
she said lil moe you special and proceed to suck the c-ck
she said her man inside asleep
i pulled up loud ass trackhawk
choppa make him lean back
that’s that joey crack talk
that n-gga cappin till he died
that’s why that n-gga went to h-ll
thought he had an srt jeep
this n-gga pulled up it said trail
they like say that sh-t again
these hoes love how i be talking
yes i’m high and my truck lifted
hold on this n-gga spitting
six b-tches girls gone wild
got this little asian b-tch
and the p-ssy go gangnam style
glizzy punch him like kung pao
i done shot the don dada bumbaclot they go wild
got this lil jamaican b-tch
i’m working on my style
we can’t find the don dada than his partner catch the round
you want some cash than get a clue
pink 10, majin bu
i ain’t got no boss playa
shake back don’t be no hater
i done took some losses playa
bounced back a month later
734 on the bean
dwayne wade keep the heat
b-tch tryna keep the skeet
horton in between her t–th
mad money queen latif
bag funny you can’t beef
got a bag full of gas
your gas tank on e
no drank can’t sleep
four door one deep
photos no please, we just tryna eat
one more rp, i’mma hit my peak
3k in my p
my b-tch a bachelorette
she seen me and broke a sweat
seen the car and they broke they neck
these n-ggas small soldiers
so they get small checks
it’s the drank baby, he need a feature pay me
big guns like the navy
i need a f-cking agent
i’mma make her famous
diamonds dancing danglin
n-ggas can’t take it
too much cash strippers had to rake it
turnt right up on these n-ggas how he do that
n-gga ran up send his ass right to the gulag
crying over that hoe like halloween
n-gga get your boo back
who the f-ck stole my rp
n-gga i need my boo back
it used to be vienna now a n-gga tired of lobster
how the f-ck you still on ig and you know who robbed you
today was looking foggy but the diamonds is still clear
n-gga feeling salty i’m in his b-tch mouth like veneers
i’mma talk my sh-t
high as f-ck in the rolls truck i ran it in a ditch
i’m going too fast for n-ggas slow it down a bit
i’m broke baby, money mitch
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