Money 3X Foolio & Zaytoven

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[Intro]
Zaytoven, boy you made this shit boy
Money money money, 6
Money money money

[Chorus]
Sprint to the pack, I'm just runnin' runnin' runnin'
Post in the trap 'bout money money money
No days off, shit Monday through Sunday
Bitch I'm TDB 6, ho you know how I'm comin'
My main bitch say I'm actin' funny funny funny
'Cause I nutted in her ass now I'm runnin runnin' runnin'
Broke ass ho want my money money money
Bitch if you ain't from the 6 then you can't get nothin'
Sprint to the pack, I'm just runnin' runnin' runnin'
Post in the trap 'bout money money money
No days off, shit Monday through Sunday
Bitch I'm TDB 6, ho you know how I'm comin'
My main bitch say I'm actin' funny funny funny
'Cause I nutted in her ass now I'm runnin runnin' runnin'
Broke ass ho want my money money money
But if you ain't from the 6 then you can't get nothin'

[Verse 1]
I started from the bottom, used to post with them choppers
Old lady 'cross the street, she keep callin' Crime Stoppers
Crab ass nigga, you a motherfuckin' lobster
Straight yay in the cut, he a real top shotta
I don't tell 'em shoot, they just do it for the thrill
Kenny K in the cut, wanna kill kill kill
All day like a slave, Kojack in the field
Niggas fold like paper when this shit get real
Want a bad bitch look like Marilyn Monroe
She my top, I make her ass get the dough
Name a young nigga got more motherfuckin' flow
Nineties baby goin' crazy, have a seat, take notes
I'm just tryna be a real eight figure nigga
Come between Nat P, Glizzy he'll kill you
Hatin' ass niggas, I don't motherfuckin' feel 'em
How it's cold in the summer but it's hot in the winter, 6

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