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letra de sacrifice - money man

[verse 1]
she pleased to meet my acquaintance
i had to trap out a vacant
trunk full of luggage, she shake sh-t
high as f-ck, there go a sp-ceship
shoot up your lil sister’s banquet
her big brother shouldn’t have been sheisty
the gucci jacket kinda pricey
rocking these chain like a slushy
swimmin’ in money, i’m bathin’
spend his block, he disrespectful
you out of line, the chopper correct you
you need a bag, i’ll ups you
turkey bags without adresses
twenty stacked look like notebook
might drop a song and do no hook
hoopin’ on n-gga with no look
you say you plugged in, n-gga so what?
f-ck your street cred, i give two f-cks
two eighty-five on the loub up
it’s war time, i’m bout to go suit up
80k just for a new truck
overseas b-tch, i don’t understand
diamonds they straight from the motherland
these ones won’t fit in no rubber band
twin with me just like the doberman
30k profile of cp
quit pushing that weak -ss little cd
don’t care if my sh-t ain’t on bet
my chain light up like a led
my stick -ssembled in macao
big bag wolf i blow your house down
back ‘gainst the wall, i won’t bow down
my circle eating, let’s chow down
half a mill on me in ji-town
40 p’s float up to chi-town
all my enemies say f-ck me
but them n-ggas scared to touch me

[chorus]
yeah, chopper with the knife
i’ma win the fight, jewelry shinin’ bright
trapped in adamsville, kickin’ sh-t with k!llers
sacrifice a n-gga, afterlife a n-gga
i can’t let it slide, if you try a n-gga
wrap his body n-gga, this for real n-ggas
you ain’t invited n-gga
flyin’ on them planes, sh-t a private n-gga
put the torch on you if you don’t like it n-gga

[verse 2]
yeah, hold up my motherf-ckin’ ar
drive the scatpack like a racecar
record myself, i hit the sp-cebar
v on my chain prehistoric
i made these lil n-ggas forfeit
hit the gas, i’m out of orbit
knock ’em off, that sh-t was morbid
this a london, not a pinto
migos just gave me a whole load
your baby daddy a whole ho
keep the eagle like i’m nick foles
these b-tches call me aladdin
quit all that motherf-ckin’ cappin’
ring on me shining like saturn
middle-east arabic fashion
i lean like the tower of pisa
overseas car, need a visa
healthy sh-t, organic reefer
ain’t got no time for these skeezers
diamonds they straight from antartica
line you up just like a barber
just re’d-up in santa barbara
in toronto, i need my solitude
lil mama lose that lil att-tude
these b-tches out here ain’t bad as you
helped n-ggas that don’t show grat-tude
these n-ggas sweeter than cinnamon
these n-ggas b-tches, they feminine
bc, i ice out the emblem
i used to trap out a hoopty
f-ck that lil ho, she a floozy

[chorus]
yeah, chopper with the knife
i’ma win the fight, jewelry shinin’ bright
trappin’ out a villa, kickin’ sh-t with k!llers
sacrifice a n-gga, afterlife a n-gga
i can’t let it slide, if you try a n-gga
wrap his body n-gga, this for real n-ggas
you ain’t invited n-gga
flyin’ on them planes, sh-t a private n-gga
put the torch on you if you don’t like it n-gga

- money man

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