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yungroze based god – triple that money lyrics

[chorus]
triple that money (triple triple)
triple that money
uh, ima’ go invest it
feeling like russell, hopping out the best bed
ran up my money, aah it’s a big bag

[verse]
they want the check over respect
call up a shooter send shots to your neck
same n-gga scamming is placing the bets
n-gga still play he get finessed
chopping this sh-t up, feel like a chef
my shooter is light skin, i call him lil steph
b-tch is my dog so b-tch is my pet
spending so often but not touching debt
want me a new house out west, ima go buy it (buy that sh-t n-gga)
you don’t put fear in my heart, david-goliath
man down he try me
ten shows in five weeks
new sh-t no old leaks
get money go get green
blue bell my spoon leak
sip sh-t like true leaf

[chorus]
triple that money (triple triple)
triple that money
uh, ima’ go invest it
feeling like russell, hopping out the best bed
ran up my money, aah it’s a big bag

[verse 2]
i told my self that i would be the best
smoking on gas its gone’ f-ck up yo chest
moving the birds, came from the nest
keep it official ain’t talking no ref
pull out the choppa he move like usain
call me a surgeon put holes in his brain
you not my brother we don’t move the same
i get the funds, i get the change
i get the money and stay out the way
act like a woman these n-ggas is g-y
my choppa it sing and my choppa it spray
reach for the glizzy, i bet you won’t make
spraying that glizzy that kick make you shake
say that’s my girl? i don’t have a bae
balling like kobe i move to l.a
they tried to trap me i found a new way
they tried to block me i found a new method
i keep a glock, lethal weapon
i got connects, who you threatening?
what he do next? ain’t no telling

[chorus]
triple that money (triple triple)
triple that money
uh, ima’ go invest it
feeling like russell, hopping out the best bed
ran up my money, aah it’s a big bag

[verse 3]
flex on these hoes no johnny no bravo
said he want beef, no meat in the taco
living my life n-gga feeling like roscoe
i need my chickens i call up the roscoes
money it’s different, it fill up the potholes
so many coupes my sh-t fill up the lot tho
i cannot trust you move like a cop hoe
i got the clipper it give you a chop hoe
jabba the hut, hoe she get sloppy
needing it asap, no ferg no rocky
n-ggas they mimic my swag and they copy
i’m with the squad please don’t call us a posse
out on the block and it feel like we mobbing
out on the block and an op we are robbing
i see some fits, don’t check it i’m copping
i see ya b-tch, no questions we popping
pull out the beamer the top i am chopping
pull out the chopstick ops we dropping
off of a molly, lil shawty she rocking
foot on the gas n-gga not stopping

- yungroze based god lyrics

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