MONEY TALK ​void

[Chorus: PACKGOD]
It's for the money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk
All I do is money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk

[Verse 1: PACKGOD]
I keep a Glock on my mofucking body
Saw you in the street you was bargaining reps
I went from nothing to something
I gotta keep pumping or ima be nothing again
Bitch I be falling in all these hunnids
You talking that shit but you falling in debt
I got a heat infused draco
I load it with magma and then I'll be dowin ya set
Run up the bands, run up the mofucking paper
Then i go run up the stacks
I'm in a vet, I got a big spartan laser
I told that bitch to get back
I'm in the back, they never thought I was nothing
They always called on me last
You know its Pack
I'm feeling just like I'm Bradley
Run up on me feel the wrath

[Pre-Chorus: PACKGOD]
Money talk that ho, just like I'm talking to yo bitch
I got thirty on my wrist and all my money getting spent
I got eighty fucking shooters and they coming for yo neck
Got a hundred fucking reasons why I gotta keep this tec