letra de money - ydb austin
[intro]
ydb austin you know how i’m coming
reach for my guap i’m dumping
seven point six two bullet holes inside of your stomach
stay getting money trap till it’s sunny
gone off the gas got my nose runny
bust a n-gga dome won’t aim at your tummy
f-ck with the opps you a dummy
see a f-ck n-gga i’m drumming
p-ssy n-ggas know how i’m coming
[chorus]
i’m talkin my sh-t
i’m talkin my sh-t
ydb hustle don’t got to l!cks
won’t bust your gun don’t need no stick
most n-ggas l!cks loving a hoe n-ggas sum tricks
all white kicks i stay out the mix i stay with a clip don’t run your lips
talkin to twelve boy u a b-tch hoe ass snitch broke n-ggas they switch f-ck them i’m on the path to get rich
play with me b-tch you get left with a stick f-ck with me b-tch you get left in a ditch
i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas they’ll go down and snitch
smoking exotic you gone off the midget whole set getting money b-tch that’s the mission
free all my n-ggas that’s stuck in the system
remember got caught wit a pistol aye
[verse]
wake up in the morning i got to go get it cannot be stuck in the trenches
don’t beef on the net b-tch f-ck your mention n-ggas just want sum attention
link if it’s tension scope a n-gga dead clear lenses mind gone blurry ass vision
how you gangster blanked on a mission
n-ggas just cap like they with it hard for
a n-gga to admit it
[chorus]
i’m talkin my sh-t
i’m talkin my sh-t
ydb hustle don’t got to l!cks
won’t bust your gun don’t need no stick
most n-ggas l!cks loving a hoe n-ggas sum tricks
all white kicks i stay out the mix i stay with a clip don’t run your lips
talkin to twelve boy u a b-tch hoe ass snitch broke n-ggas they switch f-ck them i’m on the path to get rich
play with me b-tch you get left with a stick f-ck with me b-tch you get left in a ditch
i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas they’ll go down and snitch
smoking exotic you gone off the midget whole set getting money b-tch that’s the mission
free all my n-ggas that’s stuck in the system
remember got caught wit a pistol aye
[verse]
twenty, twenty, one been in my bag wake up everyday chasing cash
been had racks ain’t even trying to brag now i just stack not flash
don’t question me i ain’t going i know they hate me look how i’m glowing
walk in the club n-ggas start hoeing they girls see me throwing up money
turned nothing straight to something
how can you see me hoe & start judging b-tch you was the main one that was crushing
only drugs guns & money i’m trusting
don’t hate that i’m buzzing up my stick if you mugging
started off small now green come in dozens
started off small now green come in dozens
how n-ggas gangster all of a sudden n-ggas ain’t really on nothing
[outro]
i’m talkin my sh-t
i’m talkin my sh-t
ydb hustle don’t got to l!cks
won’t bust your gun don’t need no stick
most n-ggas l!cks loving a hoe n-ggas sum tricks
all white kicks i stay out the mix i stay with a clip don’t run your lips
talkin to twelve boy u a b-tch hoe ass snitch broke n-ggas they switch f-ck them i’m on the path to get rich
play with me b-tch you get left with a stick f-ck with me b-tch you get left in a ditch
i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas they’ll go down and snitch
smoking exotic you gone off the midget whole set getting money b-tch that’s the mission
free all my n-ggas that’s stuck in the system
remember got caught wit a pistol aye
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