letra de runnin' to that money - surge
these n-ggas tripping…
(ahhh)
[verse 1]
n-ggas tooting weapons
i could tell you scared to use it
if you ain’t f-cking with me
hoe don’t listen to my music
i been running to that money
while you sleeping on the bag
now we driving different whips
that got computers on the dash
now these bullets in and out
i got them hollows in the clip
i been dripping so much sauce
i’m bout to turn it into dip
we ain’t worried bout these b-tches
we ain’t never stressing hoes
i got broward all behind me
and you know i’m trained to go
yeah we ready for the smoke
the sh-t be fuu just like ya weed
when you see me you don’t like me
go ahead and let it squeeze
man i swear these n-ggas p-ssy
like it’s tweety and sylvester
ya girl be on my d-ck
i think it’s time for you to check her
ain’t n0body put me on
i made it happen by myself
n-ggas tripping how i’m coming
told them boys i’ll give him h-ll
now i’m all in the booth
take a shot my n-gga shoot
if you really want some bread
then i could put you on some loot
all i ever talk is money
got that bag and went to flip it
i could see it in yo eyes
you p-ssy n-ggas really snitching
and you n-ggas playing hoes
got designer on my clothes
i got b-tches on my trail
and all these n-ggas love the flow
took a second from the rap
made some bangers yeah it slap
now yo lady keep on calling
just for me to break her back
yeah she came to drop that neck
i put some coco in her throat
i’m a hit her just because
that p-ssy wet and i’m a float
[verse 2]
if you ain’t about this sh-t
then stop the faking like you do it
you ain’t solid ten
then stop the faking like you rooted
i’m a pull up get to busting
everybody clearing out
money flowing like some water
sh-t won’t ever see a drought
yeah i’m sick of all these n-ggas
bout to vaccinate the game
y’all be p-ssing out the virus
can’t afford suffer lame
man i need some neosporin
i be ducking in the cut
i was wilding for a minute
now i stable like a strut
you ain’t never had to struggle
you ain’t never seen the pain
they ain’t never k!lled yo n-gga
sh-t be f-cking with my brain
rocking gucci maybe lou
while i dabble in her coochie
if she looking like a snack
then i’m a sh-ggy and a scooby
all year i’m going in
run it up and go again
be the n-ggas right beside you
who be switching at the end
so i keep the bills blue
i be stacking blue cheese
i’m the coldest in the game
i’m like the weather make it freeze
n-ggas tooting weapons
i could tell you scared to use it
if you ain’t f-cking with me
hoe don’t listen to my music
i been running to that money
while you sleeping on the bag
now we driving different whips
that got computers on the dash (yeah)
now we driving different whips
that got computers on the dash (yeah)
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