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slmm – money in the grave (slm mx) lyrics

[verse 1]

i mean where the f-ck should i really even start?
i am not the one to be f-cked with
p-ssy -ss hoe get the f-ck off my d-ck
pull up on you and yo’ -ss get stiff
you don’t want the smoke so don’t pop no sh-t
never be one of em b-tches playin’ on ya phone
ain’t got yo’ full attention imma leave yo’ -ss alone
don’t depend on n0body that’s what i was always told
kept that in my head since a kid n now i’m grown
anything i want i can get myself
level up and never ask a soul for no f-ckin’ help
the price that comes with being a boss b-tch
is you get to call all the shots n get rich
i know who got my back
i know y’all haters wack
i know y’all mad because i got everything you lack
good looks, sauce and now the bars too
if i was a bum b-tch, i’d be sick too
achoo, bey god bless you
i sneeze on the beat and it get sick too
like yoncé all on ya mouth, like the l!ck too
as soon as you done, you out, i’ll see you
it’s a hot girl summer, i ain’t got no boo
add you to the fall draft then i might pick you
if you a soldier, you could enlist
if you a broke n-gga ya -ss get dismissed
there ain’t no limit my talent is endless
talk more sh-t before i end this
end this like i end ya career
see you buzzin’ cause i got bars for lightyears
walk into the spot and give him a woody
i don’t do too much, my face just that pretty
poppin them bottles up in the club
ain’t talkin’ bout money that sh-t be a dub
the dubs ain’t even take the dub
the raps made the whole team look like some scrubs
kawhi left the team, toronto too chilly
drizzy call that a t-b-o-z
uh

[hook]

m-makin changes i ain’t good where i’m at
always in the front, never sittin’ in the back
meg got all b-tches goin’ dumb off the yack
get a lil tipsy i might throw this -ss back
gotta be a coach if you tryna catch some play
i ain’t f-ckin’ with the help, i am no wonder maid
i could have any dude that i really want but i’d rather focus on the bag and secure my spot

[verse 2]

lemme tell you bout what i do
i’ll beat a b-tch face and i’ll beat you too
if you knuck, imma buck
ain’t never been no punk
“but shai, i was just playin’”
well b-tch, you outta luck
look
i don’t even be in no mix
so don’t play me hoe, i’m with all the sh-ts
kk all beauty only takin’ ws
walk right by ya n-gga have his eyes super glued
uh
i don’t play tag stupid cause i been it
got beef, thats my name n i ain’t even in it
bouta make you my maid and it won’t take but a minute
just copped a new coupe and you know the windows tinted
uh
talk tough online but in real life scared
keep it quiet b-tch, sit down somewhere
cuz ya man lookin’ easy n i‘m lookin’ fly
i am not the one that you lil b-tches want to try
uh

[hook]

m-makin changes i ain’t good where i’m at
always in the front, never sittin in the back
meg got all b-tches goin’ dumb off the yack
get a lil tipsy i might throw this -ss back
gotta be a coach if you tryna catch some play
i ain’t f-ckin’ with the help, i am no wonder maid
i could have any dude that i really want but i’d rather focus on the bag and secure my spot

[outro]
flex on everybody b-tch

- slmm lyrics

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