[Intro]
(Trauma Tone)
(Zaytoven)
[Chorus: Money Man]
I just walked up to the carousel, my luggage full of Ps
I'm infusin' all my weed, all my bitches get APs
I give gems to all my nigga, I binary all my triggers
I put handguards on my sticks, I'm the first in on the list
My bitch look good with no makeup, your bitch ugly, that's a shame
One of you dumb ass nigga gon' die tryna come and snatch my chain
PSA, I'm takin' over, 'za stuffed in the Fendi roller
They say you like the niggas you hang around, they all scammin' and they growers
[Verse: Money Man]
My whole circle gettin' money, your whole circle full of bums
Have my niggas on the run, we'll spin some shit for fun
Fuck me good, I'll pay your rent, fuck me good, you'll get Chanel
I don't hate on other niggas, but her ex man lame as hell
Got a section full of bitches, all them hoes is throwin' ones
Got a warehouse full of plants, you buy a hundred, you could come
Nigga, don't talk to my AR, talk 'bout money and shut your fuckin' mouth
She leave hearts in my DM, I'ma say these my BM
I don't fuck with FBI, think it's sweet, then come and try
That shit weak, these nigga smokin', don't be scared, babe, bust it open
Blew a .30 up in Strokers, big ol' .40 on me pokin'
I'm in Dallas for the playoffs, watchin' Luca shoot a trey ball
I'ma get racks no matter what, I'ma have motion no matter what
Nigga say he real, but somethin' fishy, it ain't addin' up
My lil' thick bitch from Panola, fine as hell and keep a blower
Nigga shop with me like Kroger, nigga shop with me like Publix
You can't get this strain of shit too high, and, nigga, you on the budget
Nigga, be quiet with all that huffin', get your life took over nothin'
Get your bitch hooked, now she gang, catch a hat, come get a chain
Wanna win? Come fuck with me
Want some 'za? Come fuck with me, let's go
(Trauma Tone)
(Zaytoven)
[Chorus: Money Man]
I just walked up to the carousel, my luggage full of Ps
I'm infusin' all my weed, all my bitches get APs
I give gems to all my nigga, I binary all my triggers
I put handguards on my sticks, I'm the first in on the list
My bitch look good with no makeup, your bitch ugly, that's a shame
One of you dumb ass nigga gon' die tryna come and snatch my chain
PSA, I'm takin' over, 'za stuffed in the Fendi roller
They say you like the niggas you hang around, they all scammin' and they growers
[Verse: Money Man]
My whole circle gettin' money, your whole circle full of bums
Have my niggas on the run, we'll spin some shit for fun
Fuck me good, I'll pay your rent, fuck me good, you'll get Chanel
I don't hate on other niggas, but her ex man lame as hell
Got a section full of bitches, all them hoes is throwin' ones
Got a warehouse full of plants, you buy a hundred, you could come
Nigga, don't talk to my AR, talk 'bout money and shut your fuckin' mouth
She leave hearts in my DM, I'ma say these my BM
I don't fuck with FBI, think it's sweet, then come and try
That shit weak, these nigga smokin', don't be scared, babe, bust it open
Blew a .30 up in Strokers, big ol' .40 on me pokin'
I'm in Dallas for the playoffs, watchin' Luca shoot a trey ball
I'ma get racks no matter what, I'ma have motion no matter what
Nigga say he real, but somethin' fishy, it ain't addin' up
My lil' thick bitch from Panola, fine as hell and keep a blower
Nigga shop with me like Kroger, nigga shop with me like Publix
You can't get this strain of shit too high, and, nigga, you on the budget
Nigga, be quiet with all that huffin', get your life took over nothin'
Get your bitch hooked, now she gang, catch a hat, come get a chain
Wanna win? Come fuck with me
Want some 'za? Come fuck with me, let's go
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