Rap Money (feat. Yn Jay, ATM ALEE & Stoner Gang Reece)

Scratched off, everybody got a problem with me gettin' whacked off

Yeah, hmm

N***a, jumped in it, scratched off

Everybody got a problem with me gettin' whacked off

I came to a couple pressure points, I used to pack soft

The only box for me would be a Cudi with the roof lost

Alright, get ready, finna see some action, bro, the shoes off

Locked at a dollar twenty-five, bro, the cruise off

It ain't no certain way to get the money, n***a, rules off

I'm actin' like this sh** ain't really nothin', but it do cost

I'm poppin' out late, round eight, when the news off

Mm-mm, yeah, I smoked the band, sleep is smooth off

Me and Rick dropped a lil' eight, then he pulled off

Never did my thing with the herd, but I move soft

Yo, bitch just pulled up, shotgun, blew my roof off

Fresh black, icy-ass n***a like a young dog

Me and Big Cuz, state to state, gettin' bags off

Bitch, pussy stank when she twerked pH off

If I don't make it off, rap gettin' putt-barred

Reason why the n****s can't, come on

Reason why these n****s can't find me, cause I'm ducked off

Drunk a phone, took a nap, up in a pussy, bitch, I dozed off

Hearin' language, talkin' bout the dope, bitch, that's cold talk

Sixty thousand hangin' out my pocket, bitch, I'm showin' off

N***a better use his motherfuckin' head before I blow it off

The pint had a seal on it till I tore it off

Tell the bitch the pussy feel good when I fuck her off

Bitch, you see me with some perks, bitch, think I'm bout to pop her off

Get this ass out, bitch, you go to work, ain't no callin' on

Donuts cost me five, don't give a f**k how much the tires cost

Doin' a hundred and a thirty in this SR

Pullin' up, yellow whip, black stripes like a bumblebee

Bitch, right there, dead call, girl, talk about comin

Bitch, I'm in the club with a dub and a gun on

S**t, I don't believe what he rappin' songs, I should make-believe

Tenance price, he's pickin' up the load, it was sixteen

Tryna stuff a hundred in his pants, got the rich

I'm a rockstar somewhere overseas on the big screen

Investin' in the property, he own s**t, he doin' big then

They be takin' L out the L, they need to switch teams

You copied off a n***a, that is not sauce

N***a swishin' green lean like it's mouthwash

She a gargle

So thick, I just listen when she argue

I did it once, I'll do that s**t again, this a part two

Splatter on the wall, this s**t art too

First time I bought a crib, I bought a car too

Bitch a**, big as f**k, she made the car move

I know a b**ch that rappin' pop pills, she got bars too

I told bro, blow his whip up, heard the car boom

I was in the streets when you was watchin' cartoons

You had to fight at the playground, them was park rules

B**ch so ugly, look like she played on a cartoon

All this b**ch do is suck, she clean d**k like a vacuum

Drop a hundred shots, then pull up, I'll be back soon

High as hell, woke up at twelve fifty, it was past noon