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letra de by all means - stunthard buda

[intro]
send it through
nothing stops the money train

[verse 1: stunthard buda & drego]
ayy, run that chicken up, i owe a mings
hands in everything, i need all cheese (gotta get it)
loaded with them meds like i’m walgreens
when i slide, ain’t no arms covered in this long sleeve (dummy)
i don’t know what n-ggas on, but i’m on one (i’m on one)
heard they still sendin’ shots but ain’t score none (f-ck on)
watch the whole mood switch when that load come (n-gga)
got a party pack of p’s and your b-tch want one (woo, woo)
pop a n-gga like a pill if he talkin’ loose
if n-ggas talkin’ ’bout me, make sure n-ggas talk the truth
only f-ck with that hi-tech if we talkin’ juice (n-gga)
you only tough at the stu’, don’t make mе chalk the booth (p-ssy)
got these n-ggas sick, gеt ’em to the hospital
i perform under pressure like a doctor do
stay solid, overcame every obstacle
say you wanna hit that road, i can make it possible (man)

[verse 2: drego]
say you wanna get that dough, i show you what my padres do
baby, we can hit the store or we can get the pen moves
[verse 3: beno]
ooh, or we can slide down to the a and hit up fontainebleau (fontainebleau)
i pull up on your block and show you what that chopper do
i just got a script from my mans, his name dr. seuss
i just poured some drank in my juice just to clear the flu (ahh)
baby, make that money, don’t let that money make you (b-tch)
go ‘head, shake that ass, b-tch, i’m gon’ pay you (beep)

[verse 4: drego]
she say she never seen, she need a demonstration (uh?)
i told her i appear from the himalayas (b-tch)
i said that you can get what you want, just name it
but i can’t post you on my ‘gram, i can’t get you famous
f-ggot ass, you not in jail no more, lil’ damon
i’m out in traffic, glizzy on me, switchin’ lanes, yeah

[verse 5: beno & yung wayne]
41 sit on the top of louis bracelet (ayy)
my lil’ b-tch said she want a cuban anklet

[verse 6: yung wayne]
what you know about a hundred grams in your face?
you can’t bag a thousand times just to count this way
big-ass buds lookin’ like they out of shape
i’m smokin’ out the og, your mans still coppin’ eighths
lil beno got the party pack and wop got the juice
drego got the hundred round and he’ll let that b-tch shoot
moonwalkin’ ’round this b-tch, just put some thousands in the safe
came a long way from strugglin’, now this sh-t feel great
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, i carry my own weight
when it’s gettin’ kinda heavy, i make sh-t levitate
got food on my plate, i’m so real, you so fake
gotta watch out for snakes, h-ll nah we can’t conversate
if it don’t accumulate to pape’
hundred miles running, tryna walk in crooked lines straight
tryna stay above water, this sh-t deeper than you think
i’d do anything necessary just to get the bank
have a freaky b-tch count it up while i blow this dank
my og told me if you don’t work, you don’t eat
put anything in my hands, i get it gone in a week (n-gga)

- stunthard buda

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