[Intro: Stalley]
MMG
BCG
Milq City what up
You know, 3-3-0
[Verse 1: Stalley]
I been in so much gold lately, pistol close and it's off safety
Niggas smilin' in my face, but they all hate me and it's all gravy
See I ain't playin' no games, I'mma ball crazy, I ball baby
Throw this money up high, now let it fall lazy
Tip drills for the quick thrills, don't tease I wanna feel it all baby
Clicquot and Dom Peri, can't forget that loud pack
Bud smoke everywhere, I'm around that
Made a lil money this year, now everybody they countin' that
New house with a new spouse, cars parked out where the fountain at
I love that feeling of bouncing back
Blue Collar still my grind, green bags on my mind
Nobody workin' harder than I, my nigga still throwin' out that iron
Tryna iron out they situations with feds all on they line
So we talk low and we park slow and watch out for one time
These wild niggas that's out they mind
They'll crowd your whip and pound that nine
Till the clip is empty, they'll rip your Bentley with shells all in your spine
That's just jealous envy, see Hell ain't picky, when it's your time, it's your time
MMG
BCG
Milq City what up
You know, 3-3-0
[Verse 1: Stalley]
I been in so much gold lately, pistol close and it's off safety
Niggas smilin' in my face, but they all hate me and it's all gravy
See I ain't playin' no games, I'mma ball crazy, I ball baby
Throw this money up high, now let it fall lazy
Tip drills for the quick thrills, don't tease I wanna feel it all baby
Clicquot and Dom Peri, can't forget that loud pack
Bud smoke everywhere, I'm around that
Made a lil money this year, now everybody they countin' that
New house with a new spouse, cars parked out where the fountain at
I love that feeling of bouncing back
Blue Collar still my grind, green bags on my mind
Nobody workin' harder than I, my nigga still throwin' out that iron
Tryna iron out they situations with feds all on they line
So we talk low and we park slow and watch out for one time
These wild niggas that's out they mind
They'll crowd your whip and pound that nine
Till the clip is empty, they'll rip your Bentley with shells all in your spine
That's just jealous envy, see Hell ain't picky, when it's your time, it's your time
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