Influential - Money Man

Influential - Money Man

Год
2022
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Influential

Money Man

I can’t lie, I’m influential

Might just take off temperamental

Had them youngins call me Flippa

Fuck these hoes, ain’t sentimental

Got the bag, I made it triple

Charge 'em, bussin' down the

Split them racks right down the middle

Evil thoughts, Dracs' and Glocks

Pounds of Percs, all in the spot

Lil' bruh and them keep serving Fent', they made it hot

Should I go to court today? Maybe not

How you make it this far? I had to pray a lot

When I’m 'round the police, I don’t say a lot

My white floor look like Oscar Reeves

My black bitch look like Jayda Cheeves

She love to come, do birds and bees

I’m traffic, transportation fees

Had to tat' my back and sleeves

I fuck with the

but fuck the

That stick and compact is all I need

They love to follow, I took the lead

Damn, her body influential

Never lack, I keep a pistol

Killers they’ll shoot up your vigil

Louis, compliments of Virgil

, all I know is murder, for real

I’ll kill a burglar

Fly as fuck inside the Givenchy, I might just experience turbulence

I’m clutchin' 'cause I’m paranoid, last night I read The Art of War

If you broke, what you talkin' for?

Told the circle whatever’s mines is yours

Love the way she make it clap

Love the way she throw it back

She said, «Hold the Range controller»

I said, «Bae, I’m ready for it»

Micro dose it, keep me goin'

I can feel my blood flowin'

On that vegan Oreo, I can feel my brain flowin'

Me and J-Rod chainsmoke

Move or he’ll bust your head open

Take some drugs to calm me down, I got PTSD

I’m a king so bend a knee

I work hard, ain’t nothin' free

We gon' shoot them niggas flee

Paid eight hunnid for the fee

At the Gallows’s straight from Bree

They know Money Man a G

I can’t lie, I’m influential

Might just take off temperamental

Had them youngins call me Flippa

Fuck these hoes, ain’t sentimental

Got the bag, I made it triple

Charge 'em, bussin' down the

Split them racks right down the middle

Evil thoughts, Dracs' and Glocks

Pounds of Percs, all in the spot

Lil' bruh and them keep serving Fent', they made it hot

Should I go to court today? Maybe not

How you make it this far? I had to pray a lot

When I’m 'round the police, I don’t say a lot

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