Dark Web Money Man (Ft. BC Shooter)

[Verse 1: Money Man]
Im learning im focused
These niggas so garbage exotic its potent
That lambo i drove it
My Cutlass a hotbox
My lil nigga stole
My geek up at Starbucks he hacking some info
She wanna fuck all the time she a nympho
Got me a laptop and hop on a Tor
I was swiping in cities that really ain't hip to it
I see them rack and im running real quick to em
I treat her right even thought im just fucking her
Ain't got no time cause i gotta go run it up
Ain't have a damn as a jit i was coming up
Walk into Gucci and proceed to fuck it up
Thats just the proceeds from raping the Internet
I want your soul
I want your intellect
I want your body
My plug say he got me but i do not need em cause
Cause im on the Dark Web
And faithfully eating
My friend he Korean he gave me some secrets
He borderline Lyrxo
We moving in secrecy
Watch how u speak to me
I hit the west and they give em so cheap to me
Just went to best buy and bought me a hotspot
When im in the trap house, sold all these P's to feed my lil daughter