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lil gnar - shoebox money lyrics

[intro: lil gnar]
hahaha
ayy, [?], bloss it up
i got shoebox money, yeah
i got shoebox money
real crash dummies

[chorus: lil gnar]
yeah, sh+t was looking dark for a lil’ minute
got to play it raw, anyway to get it
got to pray hard ’cause a n+gga sinning
too much guap, bust my b+tches
hopping out mcclaren (skrrt), drive it like a missile
oh my god, n+gga really did it (oh my god)
a lot of these n+ggas be acting like b+tches
a lot of these girls way more than you real
your ho a thotty, ain’t having no morals
she chew on the d+ck for some jimmy choo (yeah)
please do not play with me, lil’ boy
i hit the bank, pull out knots and embarrass you (nah)
i let cash talk for me (cash talk)
i’m having shoebox money (shoebox)
i got them maskеd+up youngings
i’m having real crash dummies
[verse 1: lil gnar]
knock out a n+gga like mikе tyson
i done ran up ten million on narcotics
diamonds be hitting too hard and i’m smoking on spinach like my name was popeye (popeye)
i met the plug out of mexico, we made it daily, start doing the cha+cha (cha+cha)
play with my money, we find you and cut your ass up and put you in the pot+pot (yeah)
go and get a lil’ shawty and boss her up (boss her)
i done put the forgis on the rollie truck (rollie)
i be smoking dirty rocking vetements
take out the bumper, put pens in the headlights
i am too poppin’, can’t stop at a red light
k!ll any n+gga like lil’ charles manson
i hit a l!ck and i start feeling antsy
bands will touch down and a n+gga start dancing
once you get some money it’s seriously ain’t nothing to get a bad b+tch
that’s the girly of your dreams? to me, she looking average (huh)
starting to feel like it’s n0body hot as us (hot as us)
i done elevated off the moderus (moderus)
dodging horses, your engine ain’t raw enough

[chorus: lil gnar & d savage]
yeah, sh+t was looking dark for a lil’ minute
got to play it raw, anyway to get it
got to pray hard ’cause a n+gga sinning
too much guap, bust my b+tches
hopping out mcclaren, drive it like a missile
oh my god, n+gga really did it (oh my god)
a lot of these n+ggas be acting like b+tches
a lot of these girls way more than you real
your ho a thotty, ain’t having no morals
she chew on the d+ck for some jimmy choo (what?)
please do not play with me, lil’ boy
i hit the bank, pull out knots and embarrass you (what?)
i let cash talk for me (cash talk)
i’m having shoebox money (shoebox)
i got them masked+up youngings
i’m having real crash dummies
[verse 2: d savage]
uh, i’m having shoebox money
try to run up the kid, you a dummy, ayy
i got the coupe, out run it
pull up and shut up, you know how we bummin’
sh+lls on top of sh+lls, they know how i’m rocking
in the cut, i take off like a rocket (yeah)
you need a plug? i’m the socket
one drop, one shot, shoot at his noggin’ (phew)
praying i don’t go to h+ll (phew)
they praying, they want me to fail (yeah)
i’m in the trap with the scale (yeah)
try to run up and we sending off sh+lls (sending off sh+lls)
sending out packs through the mail
i’m still getting money from dead or in jail
granny like, “what’s that smell?”
smoking on dope, that’s the thing i inhale (yeah)
i play with that money, ayy, i play with it often
don’t play with me, n+gga, go play with your b+tch
i leave n+ggas in coffins
keep playing with demons, get thrown in the ditch
i’m shooting my target
play with lil gnar and i’m uppin’ the stick
off of my hip and i start gettin’

- lil gnar lyrics

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