yung trashi – ova my money (solo) lyrics
[intro]
bro all n+ggas wanna do with my money is f+cking play with it
like bro i’m not tryna hear that sh+t bro, i’m tryna get my f+cking bag bro
if you motherf+ckers standing in my way, you can get the f+ck on
bruh deadass bruh
i’m tryna get my f+cking bread and get the f+ck on
like+ like f+ck is you talking about
deadass
[verse 1: trashi]
b+tch i ain’t hearing you over my money
b+tch do you think this sh+t funny?
cash is just filling my luggage, it’s busting the seams and you know that b+tch busting the b+ttons
h+lla bands all in my pockets, it’s flooded
b+tch, i been stepping on jewels like my feet was just studded
walk in the bank like i run it
rings on my hand, i be feeling like sonic
rip a n+gga up no chainsaw man
shorty said she wanna get down and dance
never love a hoe if she ain’t about bands
all of my hoes they be scamming
b+tch i’m a god so you can’t touch my hand
feeling like jotaro, i got a stand
you n+ggas lame if you still popping xans
my n+ggas they catch you ,they send you to heaven
f+ck what you talm’ bout, i need my loot
my hair is the color, the name of that fruit
if you play with my money, my n+ggas gone shoot cause you get blowed down like a you a flute, yeah
my money a tree and i stay near the root
if it ain’t bout the gualla then you get the boot
my choppa got fn tips and you know that sh+t blue
they hitting yo’ skin and they going straight through
never need a b+tch or n+gga telling me what i got going on, b+tch make a song
you was only in the posse cause you look was kinda saucy
if a n+gga come back just know he a p+wn
i never beef with these n+ggas, no sh+t
all of these blues in my jeans, it dont fit
making this blue , b+tch, i can never quit
if you not my money, i’m not hearing you over it
[verse 2]
(woah oh)
i can cause a godd+mn rift in the money pendulum
come through with so much green, n+ggas can’t tell if it’s the real or the motherf+cking phony sh+t
dripped out to my feet and my toes
stepping in ricks with my homies, you know that we stepping big
got a son with a choppa, he like to wild out, they call him lil rambo kid
b+tch i got so much fortune (fortune)
b+tch i’m like dio (dio)
more like jotaro the way that i’m finna come slay your hoe
my n+gga these bag steady coming, we steady just dumping these bullets all into your home
we leaving it vacant, you running for life but still ,my n+gga, you really got no where to go
herbal tea all in my flask
bougie lil b+tch with some tru’s on her ass
booty a new religion cause the way that sh+t moving make me wanna skip bible class
pull up to the function lil n+gga , you know that we smoking your lil n+gga all in a pack
you wanna get added my n+gga, it’s really no problem, you really can get it, just ask
too many bands all in my pocket
over my money, lil b+tch, can you stop it
infinity posse all up in the c+ckpit, my n+ggas always get high, we not stopping
if you thinking different lil n+gga you dumb and i’m f+cking your b+tch, she said put in the thumb
it’s way too much green, no i cannot speak, it’s all in my t++th, i’m picking my gums (yeah, yeah, okay, lil b+tch)
za warudo!
i stop time to get my money flow
these n+ggas like ed, they dummy broke
can’t afford a jawbreaker or a lil royce
i know some n+ggas who shoot for the fun, if you talking too much, then they guns, yeah they point
run if you want, we coming for coins, we making you manic like sonic lil boy
i made the impact happen, one, two and three, lil b+tch, i am havoc
n+ggas not top g nor are they maverick
everyone cool now, must be magic
i got a bad b+tch willing to do what i want
i’mma just make her ass count all my funds
ova my money lil b+tch is you dumb?
my money forever , an infinite sum
[outro]
an infinite sum, you n+ggas is bums, yeah
i got the money forever, lil b+tch, i spread it with my thumbs, yeah
d+mn
all of my n+ggas so rich
i got a bad b+tch sucking my d+ck
and godd+mn, i fl!ck her off like a tick, lil b+tch
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