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You bitch-ass, man, I'm a rapper Uh-uh, uh-uh, baby We need another name for this shit This shit here different (Aimonmyneck made it) I ain't even nothin' like them, uh-uh, uh-uh Nothin' like them niggas Ayy, Big Muney, we been doing these niggas bad, how long for? (Muney) Ayy, man, this shit crazy, I ain't went broke yet (Uh-uh) Young nigga ballin', out the wing, he gon' catch (Uh-uh) Nigga, where I'm from, rap niggas gettin' stretched Shit, I ain't trippin', we the ones do the stretchin' (Yeah) Flood me a hood, I'm the one who do the blessing (Trap) Got your man hit, I'm the one who sent the message (Bah) Lot of rap cap, I ain't the one you gotta question But you can't go unless your bitch, who she texting? Yeah (Yeah), Big Muney, Muney Young nigga really gettin' money, munyun I done made a whole rap career off of onions (Onions) Still chasing money, got corns, got bunyuns (Ha) Bitch bend it over, beat it up, make her run from She know I'm a gangster, I don't dress 'less I got a gun, yeah Whole lot of guns like I'm 'bout to go and hunt-hunt (Yeah) I ain't going out like them, nigga, uh-uh No, no (No) I ain't going out like your bitch-ass bro (Bitch-ass) Yeah, I lost some niggas, but your niggas die broke Nigga, you ain't steppin,' you ain't doing nothin' but postin' I ain't do a song 'til somebody got toasted Niggas playing victim, y'all the ones be trolling (Sit down) Say that I'm a bitch, but no Patek gon' show nothin' Niggas shootin' cars, they know not to walk up on Me, yeah (Yeah) I'ma go out like Tony, yeah (Yeah) I'ma take somethin' with me You a gangster with your friends I'm a gangster by my lonely, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Man, I'm always by my lonely He ain't with a show, then I'm really with the homies We been chasing money, tryna make this shit the longest (Money) You been selling the songs I've been tryna sell the strongest (Gas, gas) Got a whole lot of everything and I own all my shit What you on, my nigga? Ayy, man, this shit crazy, I ain't went broke yet (Uh-uh) Young nigga ballin', out the wing, he gon' catch (Uh-uh) Nigga, where I'm from, rap niggas gettin' stretched Shit, I ain't trippin', we the ones do the stretchin' (Yeah) Flood me a hood, I'm the one who do the blessing (Trap) Got your man hit, I'm the one who sent the message (Bah) Lot of rap cap, I ain't the one you gotta question But you can't go unless your bitch, who she texting? Yeah (Yeah), Big Muney, Muney Young nigga really gettin' money, munyun I done made a whole rap career off of onions (Onions) Still chasing money, got corns, got bunyuns (Ha) Bitch bend it over, beat it up, make her run from She know I'm a gangster, I don't dress 'less I got a gun, yeah Whole lot of guns like I'm 'bout to go and hunt-hunt (Yeah) I ain't going out like them, nigga, uh-uh No, no (No) I ain't going out like them, nigga, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Yeah, man I ain't going out like that, nigga, uh-uh
Writer(s): Kenny Muney, Vladislav Zabornikov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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