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jazz cartier

intro

ah, money

ah, yo, money

verse 1

i’m swerving the whip cause im driving f-cked up, yeah im sipping thats hennessy in my cup

know i been f-cked up, i been tweaking for weeks

we ain’t spoken in months, i hit blunt til im faded, thoughts fading im thinking back

im thinking f-ck love

im low key, know i dont trust none, f-ck n-ggas

fake n-ggas i ain’t trust sh-t

like i need diamonds on my wrist so lately i been thinking money like a trust fund

im with your b-tch like she my plus one, im styling n-gga

was thinking rich when i was broke and i was riding bus

fun times, now i whip clean

got more money, like i whip cream

double up my n-gga split screen

im dripped out

b-tch im waved up

i dream big then i stay up

n-ggas sleeping on me need to wake up

bridge

yo f-ck love

f-ck n-ggas get yo money n-gga

get your mother f-cking money up

f-ck b-tches get yo money up

stack it to the motherf-ckin ceiling n-gga

stack it to the motherf-cking skies, spend it all, because some day we all die

chorus

get money n-gga, get your motherf-ckin money up!

get money n-gga, get your motherf-ckin money up!

get money n-gga, get your motherf-ckin money up!

get money n-gga, get your motherf-ckin money up!

verse 2

zoning off of one joint, tripping off of two pills

i need diba’s, 100’s on the blue bills

im dripped out b-tch im too trill clouded by vanity

clouded by smoke

been blowing o’s left some holes in my sanity

im so high ill probably jump from the balcony

will i land up in heaven or h-ll?

could never stand and let my demons prevail, all hail, till my diamonds appraised

and fake n-ggas pray you die with the wave

if you ain’t down get the f-ck up my way

im trying to stack it to the motherf-cking sky n-gga

i’m trying to stack it to the motherf-cking sky n-gga

im fly n-gga always said for we die we’d be living so lavishly

and i ain’t got no motherf-cking time n-gga

my times now and ima get it for we die n-gga

(and i ain’t got no motherf-cking time n-gga

my times now and ima get it for we die n-gga)

bridge

yo f-ck love

f-ck n-ggas get yo money n-gga

get your mother f-cking money up

f-ck b-tches get yo money up

stack it to the motherf-ckin ceiling n-gga

stack it to the motherf-cking skies, spend it all, because some day we all die

chorus

get money n-gga, get your motherf-ckin money up!

get money n-gga, get your motherf-ckin money up!

get money n-gga, get your motherf-ckin money up!

get money n-gga, get your motherf-ckin money up!

- vituxarcade

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