Lyrics

(Catch 22 you can tell by the sound) (ZombieOnTheTrack) Mobbin' round town like I ain't got nothin' to lose Mike a young fly nigga they sayin' it must be the shoes Yeah Yeah I got money, got bitches but nothin' to prove Imma crazy muthafucka I don't give a fuck about it like Bishop bitch I got the Juice Aye One thing about me imma get some money 'bout it, Yeah, aye One thing about me yeah they gon' talk about it Yeah, aye Y'all niggas really squares and there ain't no way around it Uh, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' Crazy dummy goin' stupid uh Tryin' me you must be stupid uh The life i'm livin' once was lucid uh Now I wake up really do shit Yeah, huh, huh I ain't gotta clock in, I ain't gotta clock out I don't answer to nobody the fuck you talkin' 'bout And my drip is too od they said it was a drought Fuck around on slip on this The children's mother got a grip on this Gettin' money yeah i'm big on this Gon' hear this song like let me get on this No sir Aye One thing about me imma get some money 'bout it, Yeah, aye One thing about me yeah they gon' talk about it Yeah, aye Y'all niggas really squares and there ain't no way around it Uh, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' Aye, Squalla That's my name betta' put some respect on it Gave 'em the game and they slept on it Now it's on me and i'm still heatin' up like some leftovers Yo' girl safe wit' me no need to check on her We got too drunk and she slept over Purple drank in the red soda Pour some out for the dead soldiers And now it's back to the ballin' Lil bad thang on me she keep playin' imma fuck ha' right in front of ha' friends Roll some gas up in the wood and put it up in the wind Slidin' down the 110 doin' 110 It's the Juligans, ain't nobody fuckin' wit' them On goddd Aye One thing about me imma get some money 'bout it, Yeah, aye One thing about me yeah they gon' talk about it Yeah, aye Y'all niggas really squares and there ain't no way around it Uh, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' Yeah, aye (aye) Yeah, aye (aye) Yeah, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' (FreshMan) Look Quarter brick, half a brick, whole brick (aye) Sho' spent a couple kilograms on a gold kit I've been rich of the sip worth of old mist (yuh) Both wrist lit (yuh), know I ball like the old kids (wrist) I'm talkin' money, power, respect Just touchdown, got hundred thou' to collect The way i'm hands on they compare me to an instrument I come to hit a lick cause we run the town like a marathon participant Ooh, aye Pulled up on lil' shawty for a mid day smash (yeah) This my third caprisun her kids stay mad Whole game full of squares like the squid game mask, yeah Aye One thing about me imma get some money 'bout it, Yeah, aye One thing about me yeah they gon' talk about it Yeah, aye Y'all niggas really squares and there ain't no way around it Uh, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin' Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Yeah, aye Money new man like the juice man got the trap goin'
Writer(s): William Coleman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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