New Strain - Money Man, Lil Gotit

New Strain - Money Man, Lil Gotit

Альбом
Paranoia
Год
2019
Язык
`angielski`
Длительность
220930

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New Strain

Money Man, Lil Gotit

Out the town, car get served

I just got made 'em, now she blessed

I just got the trap spot in Treecrest

I just want the vibe between your legs, yeah

No Swiper, nigga got bread, yeah

Psychology, I just want head, yeah

Nigga try and rob me, he a dead man

I’ma put the stick to his head, man

Lil' mama, what’s your name?

I just caught a play inside the Range

Frequently, and it’s gon' rain

Had to go switch up my aim

Burnin' on brand new strain

Why a nigga up, nigga strange

I done made plenty mistakes

Got bales in the Ford Escape

Took them bags state to state

I just bought a new estate

All my cars up to date

Sorry, lil' mama, no date, yeah

And I’m gettin' bags off faith, yeah

These niggas love to envy, no DJ

And I got pounds on the plane, yeah, PJ

Runnin' to the racks, no relay

These niggas sweet like cheesecake

Can’t trust niggas, they grimy

Can’t trust niggas, they slimy

New AP for my timing

VVS stone my diamonds

80K on me, ain’t get it from rhyming

I don’t need a voucher, no cosigner

I don’t wanna talk to none of these liars

Shawty my rock like motherfuckin' Plies

I just want the energy between your thighs

I’ll put the red beam between your eyes

Walkin' out the bank and a nigga all smiles

I just bought a mansion to raise my child

I just put the diamonds in place of my dial

Quartz on the counter and the flood that towel

I just met Jimmy and fuck with D-Child

And we finna mail a couple packages out

Took her to the pent' and I beat her back out

Hit her so long that she had to tap out

I just wanna vibe between your legs, yeah

No Swiper, nigga got bread, yeah

Psychology, I just want head, yeah

Nigga try and rob me, he a dead man

I’ma put the stick to his head, man

Lil' mama, what’s your name?

I just caught a play inside the Range

Frequently, and it’s gon' rain

Had to go switch up my aim

Burnin' on brand new strain

Why a nigga up, nigga strange

I done made plenty mistakes

Got bales in the Ford Escape

Took them bags state to state

I just bought a new estate

All my cars up to date

Sorry, lil' mama, no date, yeah

And I’m gettin' bags off faith, yeah

These niggas love to envy, no DJ

And I got pounds on the plane, yeah, PJ

Runnin' to the racks, no relay

These niggas sweet like cheesecake

Can’t trust niggas, they grimy

Can’t trust niggas, they slimy

Your main ho, yeah, it’s too slimy (She slimy)

Fuck one time, ain’t cuffin' no thotty (One time)

High water, got Chanel lining (High water)

Kid-kid got the heart of a lion (Kid-kid)

I got a brain, put a bitch out the door (Let's go)

Big racks and a bag full of locs (Rack-racks)

These cap ass niggas ain’t goin'

And my chopper got an autotune

Got the rocket in the gold Gucci boots (Doon doon)

All cream, yeah, I bought them too (All cream)

Homie say he tryna take that ooh (What?)

I’ma clean his ass faster than food (Let's go)

They tryna set shit up, I’ma go’n hit him up

Neighbors, I’ma send it, had to give it to the Lord

You keep on tryin', they gon' give up

And Stick Baby, know he gon' take you, no

I don’t even wan' take it there

For my son, I’ll take it there

For these riches, I’ll take it there

On the way home, I’ma make it there (Let's go)

AP shine but I don’t even know the time (Damn, that’s crazy)

Yeah, grind, spend a hundred, block my mind

Like LeBron, I’m in my prime (Prime)

Bite the hand that feed you, you slime

That snot, I can show you a slime (On God)

They gon' know when a nigga start slidin' (Let's go)

Had to go switch up my aim

Burnin' on brand new strain

Why a nigga up, nigga strange

I done made plenty mistakes

Got bales in the Ford Escape

Took them bags state to state

I just bought a new estate

All my cars up to date

Sorry, lil' mama, no date, yeah

And I’m gettin' bags off faith, yeah

These niggas love to envy, no DJ

And I got pounds on the plane, yeah, PJ

Runnin' to the racks, no relay

These niggas sweet like cheesecake

Can’t trust niggas, they grimy

Can’t trust niggas, they slimy

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