Figg Get da Money ScHoolboy Q
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[Verse 1]
The flow, is in the pocket like wallets, I got the bounce like hydraulics
I can't call it, I got the swerve like alco... fuck that
Figg get the money, shooting dice what they hitting for
Hookers out to sell the pussy, money trade for intercourse
Every corner, liquor store, laundromat, liquor store
Laundromat, liquor store, EBT accept 'em more
Churches 'cross from motels, Lord knows, pussy sells
Churches 'cross from motels, Lord knows, pussy sells
Domino's, Pizza Huts, Colt .45 cans
The old heads drunk enough, dollar after dollar on lottery
That shit be adding up, schizos from Vietnam
Better yet the drug era that used to be a ball player
See how things evolve later, 4 Lokos for the young locos
Niggas cashing my check for white tees
Don't fuck with Melrose, just Metros... PCS's
You get the message? Good investments in my direction
[Chorus]
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
Rain, sleet, snow, turn July into December, yeah
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
Springtime fall turn summer to a winter, yeah
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
The flow, is in the pocket like wallets, I got the bounce like hydraulics
I can't call it, I got the swerve like alco... fuck that
Figg get the money, shooting dice what they hitting for
Hookers out to sell the pussy, money trade for intercourse
Every corner, liquor store, laundromat, liquor store
Laundromat, liquor store, EBT accept 'em more
Churches 'cross from motels, Lord knows, pussy sells
Churches 'cross from motels, Lord knows, pussy sells
Domino's, Pizza Huts, Colt .45 cans
The old heads drunk enough, dollar after dollar on lottery
That shit be adding up, schizos from Vietnam
Better yet the drug era that used to be a ball player
See how things evolve later, 4 Lokos for the young locos
Niggas cashing my check for white tees
Don't fuck with Melrose, just Metros... PCS's
You get the message? Good investments in my direction
[Chorus]
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
Rain, sleet, snow, turn July into December, yeah
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
Springtime fall turn summer to a winter, yeah
Figg get the money, yeah, Figg get the money, yeah
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