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777villain - money walk lyrics

[hook]
bands make a n+gga do the money walk
i ain’t hearing nothing when the money talk
he acting all tough, n+ggas talk a lot
he won’t say sh+t when the chopper knock
money on my mind, gotta have it; addict
dolce and gabbana my fabric
cold+blooded n+gga, had the ice in my patek
he think i ain’t packing, got a weapon in the jacket
pull up to his boulevard, catch him off+guard
put his body in the motherf+cking front yard
got drip, mix gucci with the goyard
they say “how you blowing up?” ’cause i go hard
f+ck a hating+ass n+gga, i’ma go far
i already got three mil’ so far
gotta top last year; had no car
chopper crack a n+gga open like a crowbar

[verse]
iced out, frozone
no ops allowed, this a no+zone
i talk business in person n+gga, no phones
he talking tough with no gun, n+gga go home
ak+47 with extendo
we ain’t talking money n+gga, me no comprendo
faded off lean and half of a benzo
then i got top with the top off the enzo
ayy, ayy
high school had low grades, ayy
i was busy tryna get paid, ayy
now i’m getting money off plays, ayy
i just want the money in the bands, ayy
spin a n+gga block like a maze, ayy
seen a lot of dark, dark days, ayy
so i had to change my ways
chopper on me, cl!ck back and spray
b+tch why you talking?
let’s just be honest, you not really on it
used to record on my phone in the closet
now all of my features come with a deposit
n+ggas too salty, be saying they solid
i bet that he fold like the bands in my wallet
focus on money, want nothing but cottage
i’m tryna get racks without going to college
[hook]
bands make a n+gga do the money walk
i ain’t hearing nothing when the money talk
he acting all tough, n+ggas talk a lot
he won’t say sh+t when the chopper knock
money on my mind, gotta have it; addict
dolce and gabbana my fabric
cold+blooded n+gga, had the ice in my patek
he think i ain’t packing, got a weapon in the jacket
pull up to his boulevard, catch him off+guard
put his body in the motherf+cking front yard
got drip, mix gucci with the goyard
they say “how you blowing up?” ’cause i go hard
f+ck a hating+ass n+gga, i’ma go far
i already got three mil’ so far
gotta top last year; had no car
chopper crack a n+gga open like a crowbar

- 777villain lyrics

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