HoeDat’sVenoAye

YGBB the gang, I’d never switch lanes ****

(Haan)

Money come, money go

Is it money, is I️t gang, who you do it for

You see the fame, now you changed, I️ ain’t

Aye

These fives turn to tens, these tens turn into twenties

These **** chasing pussy, but I'm just worried ‘bout money

Skipped the higher learning, but trust me I ain't no dummy

And she know I got no heart, but it's funny cuz she still love me

It's funny she wanna fuck me

Just the other day she was telling me “back up off me”

She switching once I got money

Chain on me shining, my jewelry so fucking sunny

I don’t tuck it, I'm like “fuck it, what **** gone take it from me”

I’m just tryna whip the Bentley like a tothole bitch

Four-five on my side with a 5’4 bitch

Top down, roof gone, how I chop off shit

That bitch keep nagging in my ear, she getting dropped off quick aye

Pay attention, you could learn something ****

Riding ‘round with two zips, don’t swerve lil’ ****

Got a stretcher waiting for em ‘case we hurt something ****

You a pussy boy, you’d prolly put a skirt on **** aye

Money come, money go

Tell me is it the money, or do you love me hoe

Type of money got these bitches acting funny though

Type of money make these **** act funny though

Money come, money go

Is it money, is it gang, who you do it for

You see the fame, now you changed, I️ ain’t stupid hoe

If it ain’t money, cars, clothes, what you do it for

Grew up money hungry, I was scheming and shit

Mama working two jobs, i barely seen her and shit

Up late, was on my grind, banging Jeezy and shit

Small city, so i had to dream bigger and shit

Look, fuck a friend, I’m just tryna make a profit ****

I’m that **** from the 3 to get it popping **** Heard that pussy popping for anybody that’s popping

In my city, I’m a legend, I’m a prophet ****, doctor ****

But I ain’t saving nobody

I’m tryna run a fucking check up, I ain’t chasing nobody

I just stay up in my lane, and I don’t hate on nobody

And Imma leve this world alone, just how I came, with nobody

When it’s all said and done, who the real big homie

Just because you forty, that don’t make yo ass a OG

I’m walking ‘round your city, **** acting like they know me

They said that money getting to me, that shit don’t control me

That’s on my brodies ****

Fitted jeans, fitted cap, with a fitted strap

Long story short, get in where you fit in at

Fitted jeans, fitted cap, with a fitted strap

Long story short, **** get in where you fit in at

Money come, money go

Tell me is it the money, or do you love me hoe

Type of money got these bitches acting funny though

Type of money make these **** act funny though

Money come, money go

Is it money, is it gang, who you do it for

You see the fame, now you changed, I️ ain’t stupid hoe

If it ain’t money, cars, clothes, what you do it for

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Bitch

Aye aye, lil’ bitch

Know what it is ****, aye

Know what it is ****