Backend Freestyle

(Zekaj) Muney (JohnnyTurnItUp) Too much money Whole lotta money Huh, let me pop it real quick Y'all gon' think I'm bragging, hold on I told my bitch to get to stepping, don't do good with attitudes You know I'm Muney, married to money Me and my money compatible (Yeah) I know my jeweler bought a house off me, he showed me gratitude Got all these freak hoes tryna eat me like a big ol' bag of food I'm servin' Gushers, my neck look like Gushers Come learn how to hustle (Come on) Don't need mustard Told them niggas catch up or go take some cover (Get low) Get in my way, for sure you gon' get shit on you for showing trouble Nigga play, for sure you gon' get spinned on, get shot at the buzzer I've been trapping, pockets full of cabbage, more racks than your papi My bitch mad that I've been showing my ass Got this ho wanna stab me (Damn) She was classy, but she met the Muney, I turned this ho ratchet (Yeah) Let me put dope in the cabinets, anywhere we go, she nasty (Yeah) Every dope boy wanna ice his wrist and go fuck on a bad bitch (Yeah) Put that shit on, like I'm hitting the promo 'Bout to hit a package (Yeah, yeah) I've been balling, make sure my team balling I get the ball and pass it (Let's go) I'm not sorry, if you think I'm bragging Hell yeah, bitch, I'm bragging (Bitch) Ayy, I made it out the place where most these niggas in a casket I ain't going, I can't go, this choppa gon' blow like a dragon (Hot) I've been humble, playing it cool But them lil' boys thought I was slacking Yeah, I've been chasing these millions I want bodies and want backends (Yeah) Yeah, I've been chasing these millions I want bodies and want backends (Yeah) When that rap check come, I'm trapping "Til the opps die, I'ma have it Know these niggas wanna whack me, everywhere I go, I bag it (Bitch) My ho know I'm chasing backends When I'm done, I break her back end (Yeah) My bitch keep calling 'cause she want a bankroll Her pussy water, I'm doing a backstroke (Yeah) My pockets fat as a fat ho I keep on hustling, I can't let my racks get low Come to your spot, have my bag at the door (My bag) I trap at every hood, I got everywhere sold Two or three days I got everything sold (Trap, trap) Pick up that big, then I hit the road Too many hustles, I do it all I know how to get it, I'm really versatile I want a billion, I just gotta work a while Fuck your lil' deal, I made that off serving pounds (Haha) Don't listen to that shit niggas be capping 'bout Don't listen to that shit niggas be rapping 'bout Water my jewelry, I ain't wearing no hand me downs I grew up hustling, I never been in the trap and would stand around It wasn't no front end, it wasn't no heading out I made a rap career out an abandoned house Look at my neck, this shit look like candy now (Ice) Now I do shows and pick up them backends Don't do no shows and I'm still get them backends Long as I'm breathing, I still can get packs in Do what I wanna do, I'm a rich black man, yeah Huh, yeah, yeah Do what I wanna do, I'm a rich black man, haha Young nigga getting them backends Muney, Muney