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Money Mu
Money Mu
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Money Mu
Money Mu
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye, if you talkin' 'bout paid, then know one thing, we stand on business
I kicked with your main dame, she give me brain until I'm finished
I promise to get that paper every day, long as they print it
I told lil' bae I'm really running game, this ain't a scrimmage
Aye, my Moreland bitch, she give me a lot of plastic in the city
We pulling everything, we going slap with this lil' inny
I'm moving with my gang, these **** cap 'bout how they living
That choppa really bang, this shit gon' clap, it ain't no pity
[Verse 2]
Keep that blower, out here trying to make it, I been taking with some soldiers
Paperwork is crazy, catch me swiping at the Kroger
Just 'cause he a snake, I took him off of that lil' boa
On that za, I'm high but know I get this shit for low
Yo' ho chose up, we just gonna smoke and pour somethin'
I like freaky bitches, buss it when I throw somethin'
They ain't coming home unless I'm fucking both of them
[Verse 3]
Killed that pussy, might as well get that shit a GoFund
In these streets, I play it smart because I know somethin'
You a pussy, how they robbed your ass with your gun?
In that cold, I put that dope off in my longjohns
It was like 4-somethin'
[Verse 4]
Off of flight, I check my Rollie, oh yeah, it's time
If a freaky bitch with me, tryna make a flick on IG live
It's true, I pop on truest and I'm true to all my guys
You posting all your movements, ****, you know you ain't gonna slide
I'm solid to the core, I'm having pull, I'm having tides
Catch me draped down in Dior, still got that blick right on my side
How you post my mama crib up on the 'Gram if you ain't gon' ride?
**** should have upped the score just for your bitch ass, switching sides
[Verse 5]
Aye, I'm fucked up, I ain't feeling that
****, you ain't living that
How you pussy face to face and wolfing on the internet?
How you say you ready to go to war and you can't spend a check?
I took them losses straight up like a boss and still ain't finished yet
[Verse 6]
Aye, if you talkin' 'bout paid, then know one thing, we stand on business
I kicked with your main dame, she give me brain until I'm finished
I promise to get that paper every day, long as they print it
I told lil' bae I'm really running game, this ain't a scrimmage
Aye, my Moreland bitch, she give me a lot of plastic in the city
We pulling everything, we going slap with this lil' inny
I'm moving with my gang, these **** cap 'bout how they living
That choppa really bang, this shit gon' clap, it ain't no pity
[Verse 7]
Ain't gon' trip or slip, I'm staying dangerous
Loaded with that stick, I'm having shit look like the Navy
Line 'em up, I get on that boy head just like I'm fading
I been going ape up in the streets just like I'm bathing
5% the tint, lil' shawty suck it broad day
Shit, I sent her in the bank, she's coming back with all faces
If you hide your face, then it ain't never no trace
Yeah, I hit it till it's hot, I'm having spots like Dalmatians
[Verse 8]
It's on the floor, I'ma pop that shit just like a pill
I ball like a free agent, I hopped straight up out my deal
How a **** say he authentic, can't even keep it real?
How they fuck with you in the city, you ain't never in the field?
[Verse 9]
Aye, if you talkin' 'bout paid, then know one thing, we stand on business
I kicked with your main dame, she give me brain until I'm finished
I promise to get that paper every day, long as they print it
I told lil' bae I'm really running game, this ain't a scrimmage
Aye, my Moreland bitch, she give me a lot of plastic in the city
We pulling everything, we going slap with this lil' inny
I'm moving with my gang, these **** cap 'bout how they living
That choppa really bang, this shit gon' clap, it ain't no pity
Written by: Money Mu
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