Lyrics

(Money bag, know you make it hiss) Ay Money on the flow, what's the low? Let a nigga know Nigga take my holdin' on my swam, let 'em bitches go Colder than the snow, the triple low-up on the fucking coat A nigga made a post that said I'm broke I take that as a joke I do this shit with no promo Still shit on niggas, no homo Jeez on me, no polo My shit jumpin' like a pogo I'm powered up like Goku Super saiyan, fuck you sayin'? Fit cost a couple bands Bitch, I'm not fucking man I got, good dick for a Bad bitch I was Dumb broke now Marriage on my New hoes wetter than my last bitch And I be talkin' shit I'on need to ah-live My shit is not average The fucking no ratches The fuck we were crashes Got ten on my glasses I really got action Put that shit in the caption Been in the game, I ain't gotta practice Niggas wanna hate, I'm just bein' great Hella chicken on my plate I ain't finna take no break Air, we could different state Crib got a gate Bitch wanna date Bitch better wait ('hol on) From the mitten down to Cali, shit I'm tied in In the deep end, use my two arms just like fins Like a crackhead, at the spot I got the pipe here Gotta take a risk, she chew my guzu my guin She fuck damn, I know you hear them drugs rockin' She fuck damn, pull up on 'em guns, cockin' If it ain't the blue moon, she'll get that love option Walking 'round like the living dead, I only puff toxic stuff RTA, as the play, ETA All stark caliber, you gotta come and see me play Gotta come and see me squirt Gotta come and see me tour I can never think poor Should I gotta see me more (Money bag, know you make it hiss) Going 160, pray to God I don't get fleet Biscuit got a skillet boy, you better pray you don't get bleed Thinkin' that you whip, but in my book you don't exist You know me, wake up, get twit then I blow a zit I'm a magician, in the kitchen I can clone a brick Heard he snitched, after we kill him We finna sell his lips After he snitched, we put him in the ditch Had my New York, my members put him in a split One time shot off to Mike Sherm Heard the birds calling morning time They would just like worms We can have a harder song than y'all with five words
Writer(s): Mike Sherm, James Johnson, Moneybagmont Moneybagmont, Miir Miir Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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