letra de money - yungcamoff, hailaustin & ibleedjugo
[verse 1: hailaustin]
i got me some racks, i got me some money
we smokin’ some gas, it really is funny
we f-cking like rabbits , ain’t talkin’ no bunny
i’m wiping his nose, it’s looking mad runny
i’m jay-z with the racks, my money is flowing
i’m across the pacific, ain’t no need for rowing
i’m stealing some cars, ain’t no need for towing
and i cheated on her without the b-tch knowing
my lungs got cancer, yeah it’s k!lling me slowly
what i got on my wrist, it be a rollie
what i got on my b-tch, it be my chain
what i got on my d-ck, it be her brain
i’ll never be loyal, i gotta restrain
and i play that lil b-tch like a ps4 game
when i hit that jacuzzi i’m acting like a movie
i’m just like a baby, i’m grabbing her b00bies
that last line was crazy
that wok got me crazy
that lеan got me crazy
this gun got them scary
i want me thе tits, i call it a dairy
i got me this weed, it turnt me to a fairy
i chase him around like tom and jerry
i’m k!lling on christmas, ain’t nothing be merry
my bank be jacked just like it’s larry
and my opps be on slow, i’m calling him gary (yeah)
[verse 2: yung cam,ibleedjugo]
i got me some racks, my pockets insane
pull up the stick, they never complain
she dancing on me, i call it champagne
i’m laughing at brokies, it all be in vain
i’m in that drop, they screaming my name
my rollie be shining, it blindin’ the rain
i’m sippin’ that lean, it messing my brain
she sucking my juice, i tell her remain
i’m moving them packs like it’s all a game
my pockets so fat, they calling me maine
i hit up the trap, ain’t never the same
this glock got a beep, it screaming my name
i’m flexing my drip, my chain look insane
that kush got me lifted, i’m feeling no pain
i stunt on these haters, they all look so plain
she begging for more, i tell her maintain
slide on your b-tch real quick
greatest of all, top pick
ain’t like kyle, ain’t got no tics
she playing them players, she ain’t get no d-ck
slide on the block, no miss
ice on my wrist, that gliss
talk too much, they hiss
tell ’em cam’s that one, it’s a one-way diss
i don’t talk to many hoes, these b-tch need my d-ck
tyler on big poe, forty carats in the rings
i can tell you don’t know what i been on
(she wanna f-ck so i told her come get it)
stacking bands every night, never count sh-t wrong
that b-tch got me right, she bumping up my song
when you feel lonely, be calling up my phone
(she wanna f-ck so i told her come get it)
lights off, you want it, i got
lights off, you want it, i got
lights off, you want it, i got
lights off, you want it, i got
[verse 3: ibleedjugo]
huh,on the real, it’s hot where i’m at
huh,on the real, get shot in the back
huh, yeah girl, i know you sad
huh, but i can’t fix that
we get the bank, the peso
we the bread, it’s all gone
i wanna come in and flip it, then get it
she wanna f-ck, so i told her come get it
i do not care ’bout that lil bad biddie
only thing i want is that money
huh,huh,but nothing is funny about me
huh,huh,yeah baby, i’m dripping in downy
huh,huh,yeah n-gga, you can’t come around me
huh,huh,and n-gga, you better start searching for it
pape, money, peso
green cash weed
all i need
is a real bad b-tch to come and jump on me
but it’s sold
it’s gone
and diamonds
get it on
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