No Limit Money Man, Key Glock & Yung Bleu (Ft. Babyface Ray)

[Intro]
(Hitmaka)

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Yeah
I told my boys it ain't no limits (It ain't no limits, Reece take 'em to church)
Told all of my dawgs it ain't no limits (It ain't no limits)
Put your head in the game (Head in the game, head in the game)
Head in the game, head in the game

[Verse 1: Money Man]
I'm whippin' the Trackhawk with messed up suspension
I drove it so fast that I blew out the engine
I kept it too real ever since the beginnin'
I play offense and D, I might switch my position
Lil' mama was thirsty so I had to quench her
I'm goin' to draw that real fast
'Cause you know I shoots quickest
Just like Travis Kelce, I be havin' that motion
Just like a landmine, you know I'm explodin'
My heart cold, bae, I ain't got emotion
I'm goin' hard, yeah, you know I'm devoted
We run the streets, yeah, you know we controllin'
She love the kid, she be bussin' it open
I'm quarterbackin' like I'm Kyler Murray
Tryna win, I'm up at practice early
Goin' crazy, I just ripped my jersey
It's the first half and we done dropped thirty
We upped the score on them boys