sha mula, chase benji, giz da cheifa – after my money lyrics
(hook)- giz da chiefa
i’m gettin a feelin that she only after my money
i hope that i’m trippin i’m buggin to something that she say she love me
but how can i trust her cuz before she ain’t want me
she was a dummy said i was ugly now she movin buddy buddy
i see your tricks tho you think you sl!ck hoe
where yo -ss was at i was lower than a ditch tho
i was in the dirt i was diggin for the big goal
if you not one hunnid can’t be talking my new crib goals
(verse 1) – sha mula
they soft like baby shed
and i be holdin the stack like a paperclip, i
cash out like a atm and i give a n-gga shots like it’s jameson
i give a b-tch bottle feedings i spit these flames but i’m not a demon
i pull up so fast you would not believe it
your b-tch wanna cuff but it’s not the season, that is not the reason
they thought they was nice till they hurtin me
want beef i pull with the burger king
that’s word to my mother and that’s word to me
make a n-gga feel a burn like it’s 3rd degree
imma drive in your b-tch like westbrook
lil p-ssy i can tell you how the bed look
one time i had to read a n-gga bed books
put a n-gga right to sleep wit my left hook
my n-gga bryan got kilt in a pizza shop
all that n-gga really wanted was to feed the block
if y’all n-ggas wanna ball better bring the rock
if cash rules everything imma cream the crop woah
but the b-tch don’t hear me
drop top got her droppin her panties
p-ssy pop while she popping a xanny
slob on my n0b like the top of the candy
(hook)
i’m gettin a feelin that she only after my money
i hope that i’m trippin i’m buggin to something that she say she love me
but how can i trust her cuz before she ain’t want me
she was a dummy said i was ugly now she movin buddy buddy
i see your tricks tho you think you sl!ck hoe
where yo -ss was at i was lower than a ditch tho
i was in the dirt i was diggin for the big goal
if you not one hunnid can’t be talking my new crib goals
(verse 2) – chase benji
i come from the ghetto they see how i’m movin
i’m cropping ’em out like i’m hittin the zoom in
everybody in they mom when they hit me
i feel like i’m metro myself i’m boomin
i don’t care what they -ssuming where the f-ck you been
n-ggas been hatin on greatness
i gotta choose like red pill blue pill feel like i’m stuck in the matrix
what’s fake what’s real it depends how it make me feel
it feel like a murder story that’s purgatory, teretino k!ll bill
blunt burning this world is so cold you can see turning
to a savage, met a bad b-tch hit her one time like my name keith thurman
and she like that i’m married to the money can’t wife that
imma flex wit the team like a trainer would
and we smoke that tree no maple wood
you the type that hate on a n-gga you know you can’t fight that
issa brand new day in the neighborhood
the streets cold you will fold like paper would
(hook)
i’m gettin a feelin that she only after my money
i hope that i’m trippin i’m buggin to something that she say she love me
but how can i trust her cuz before she ain’t want me
she was a dummy said i was ugly now she movin buddy buddy
i see your tricks tho you think you sl!ck hoe
where yo -ss was at i was lower than a ditch tho
i was in the dirt i was diggin for the big goal
if you not one hunnid can’t be talking my new crib goals
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