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purlane - money lyrics

[verse 1: jumull]
i hit from the back it pop like a perc
packing this wilson like my name was kirk
she get on her knees and went straight to work
selling these drugs like i was clerk
sike i’m just joking
what is you smoking?
she was just choking
i’m sad and i’m broken
i gotta keep focus
facts being spoken
blood down just like some carpet
took ya shawty back to the market
stay wit’ a planet like gojo
k!lling this beat like pro though
when we in bed she do what i say so
want smoke and i’m with it
and do not forget it
call me, i hang up the phone
you talk, you getting popped, just like a bone
voice in my head like i got a clone
i stopped trusting i’m staying alone
pull out the glock, just like a lever
keep my bars simple but keep ‘em clever
ion ever be capping no that’s a never
keep on talking, i’ma bring out the homies wakanda forever!
[verse 2: purlane]
comin out
purlane’s coming out
catch the heat
sick of all the people hating me
you can’t even flow with me
i get respect from writing bars
and drugs that send me to the mars
two coronas boost the coma
when i’m snorting lines of coca
i can see the h+llcat
rubbing tires against the road
and ever since i dropped “rollin”
my plays started flowing
but them b+tches still don’t call me
cause they know i got no money
whip my b+tterfly blade (blade)
i might catch a case
if i’m in a bad mood
bring that p+ssy to my room
thinking bout selling some promethazine
you know we love to sip that lean
30 round magazine
brings the joy like dopamine
got my homies watchin over me
cause i’m in the lead
shawty wanna f+ck
slide by with some dope to me
hit my plug in the night
get a gram for the flight
and my lungs gonna fight
cause the weed to dank
add a xan to the mix
i won’t feel too sick
all these b+tches breaking hearts
while my homies selling carts
got me sippin’ codeine
when the b+tches ain’t around
pop a percocet with marcus
end up bouncin’ on the moon
b+tch you know i’m the best
“where’s the proof?” you might ask
i don’t gotta prove no sh+t to you, b+tch

- purlane lyrics

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