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Yeah Approach me right, nigga Gang, L Pour the drank I'm just sippin' good while they rollin stank Diamond chain, bitches get so thirsty for these Cuban links Real nigga, don't gotta prove it period, fuck what you think Real killers, yo ass will be dead before you even blink Gang Walkin' like I got money, I'mma do the money walk Walkin' like I got money, I'mma do the money walk Walkin' like I got money, I'mma do the money walk Real nigga with a lot of bands, let the money talk Pulled up to the trap, dropped me a load off Bitch geek when they see me ride with these doors off Wanna fuck with my chain taking her clothes off Pour a seven-with-seven, bitch I gotta doze off Rollie cost me thirty thous, make my jeweler proud Glock drum, move the crowd, opp pack smoking too loud New Mike's three-fifty, new yeezy boots two thous I used to want one bitch, broski I got two now Strippers want these singles bitch, come dance for it Looking at my watch, bitch I paid bands for it And she want the Molly quick, Aiki got a gram for her Trap nigga with a lot of cash, and I'm paid for Pour the drank I'm just sippin' good while they rollin stank Diamond chain, bitches get so thirsty for these Cuban links Real nigga, don't gotta prove it period, fuck what you think Real killers, yo ass will be dead before you even blink Gang Walkin' like I got money, I'mma do the money walk Walkin' like I got money, I'mma do the money walk Walkin' like I got money, I'mma do the money walk Real nigga with a lot of bands, let the money talk Four Cuban links, that's a quarter mil', thats the Money Walk Little nigga tweeting on twitter, tell em let the Money talk I let the shooter bang it out, all that flexing ain't about Big money, big gun, big boss shit nigga, my bank account Millionaire status, billionaire focus Got a plug in the yay', I got bricks in a Focus I got plug like the socket, real plugs you can't stop it nigga Whenever we talk about money, mention me I'm the topic I been state-to-state, real estate, then I hit [?] I just ordered steak, in the ace, tryna' digest the hate I been in UK, getting the pounds, tryna hol it down Represent the town, tryna ride my wave, you bound to drown Pour the drank I'm just sippin' good while they rollin stank Diamond chain, bitches get so thirsty for these Cuban links Real nigga, don't gotta prove it period, fuck what you think Real killers, yo ass will be dead before you even blink Gang Walkin' like I got money, I'mma do the money walk Walkin' like I got money, I'mma do the money walk Walkin' like I got money, I'mma do the money walk Real nigga with a lot of bands, let the money talk
Writer(s): Mario Giden, Durk Banks, Adonis Amos Staton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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