money man - february 20th freestyle lyrics
[verse 1]
fly to miami i shop when i land
amex froze up so we switch up the plan (yeah)
discover approving a band (yeah)
i shoot a lil n-gg- dead where he stand
pull up i’m smoking gelato with fans
call me an uber to serve two bags
i’m in a trap catch a play with the last
v12 my motor i drive this shit fast
everything custom i don’t follow fast
counter checks smiling i can’t go out sad
in my free time i go weigh up a bag
i don’t want lil mama cause lil mama trash
od my [?] i’ma roll up some hash
i swear that you the best chick i done had
can’t help myself i gotta feel on your -ss
gave her 3 racks tell her go get a bag
rainy day money two m’s in the stash
luxury lifestyle i know i won’t last
run up that sack need some pads and a helmet
lil baby with me she red like some velvet
glock 23 got me feelin’ so militant
burberry trousers i feel like a fisherman
thin-mint weed taste like i’m smokin’ a peppermint (yeah)
this ar right here gon’ re-model your house
this shit go through some brick and some stuff go in airing you out
emt comin’ to carry you out
apd lurkin’ they staring me down
all the pain from the streets it be wearin’ me down
trap full of k!llers got clientele iffy
i too this shit global just like i was spiffy
[?] ap i’m feelin’ real chilly
copped some margiela fruit of my labors
this shit so loud it’s disturbin’ my neighbors
flex on ig i’ma shit on my haters
all different strains come and pick you a flavor
dark skin b-tch bad and she mixed with jamaican
d-mn my bad i think she mixed with some haitan
anyway we finna go have relations
in the trap all day i’m giving n-gg-s temptations
can’t f-ck with lames they gon’ f-ck up my brand
only the strong can’t be holding no hands
i’ma get buff if i go to the can
pushin’ the coupe i’ma f-ck up the trans
i swear her body got me in a trance
all of that money got me in a trance
n-gg- amiri constructed these pants
i am not average i am advanced
only the present can harp on the past
you ain’t a dime lil baby i’ll p-ss
burnin’ petrol and this shit right here gas
keep me a hood-rat and she like to spazz
come yo closet just like i’m a creature
the blue jeans are regular i don’t want neither
switch up the cone cause the strain gettin’ weaker
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