- Skrizzy 310 歌詞
- Skrizzy
- Money on me
But don't be surprised cause that thumper one me
Martin and Gina I stay with the tommy
And fenty my bitch like she part of the army
I stay with a baddy
that stay with a baddy
that send me the addy
To suck on me gladly
Don't say that for bragging
Take note what I did for my lone
Waiting for kevo to make his way home
Racks on the way
Jay r hit the plug the plug so the packs on the way
Brake that bitch oh thats Mac by the way
50k in 3 months oh that's fax by the way
No cap when I say
The relapse on the way
Robbin niggas Jim Carey that mask on the way
Make'em rewind double back what I say
You think you understand that's not half what I say
okay
I do not owe niggas
So with that said I do not know niggas
Man that boy Papi a cold killa
I'm cheifing OG while you whipping a porches from 2002 I know just what to do with hoe niggas like you
That bought all of them streams from a nigga I'll name if you keep playing games
Career just bout as fake as yo name and yo chain
Now correcting my aim
I will never name names
I took me a charge in like 2008
I was whipping cross country and moving that weight All they made stick was a car with no name
I got too much to say and go so much to prove
Too little time and got so much to do
Dance round my enemies watch how i move
Duce outta jail after 10 and a 2
And he never did mention my name to them dudes
With them badges & finger print gandget, finesse”em it's magic
Like walla a patek
I run”em through dryers fo niggas with static
I damn near done had it
I showed up to court just my lawyer and me
Sad cause I got a long family tree
Case's like pussy of course they got beat
GTA 3 man a nigga got cheats
And I'm Running the game in a old pair of cleats
One jimmy grimble bitch watch how you speak
Get poped in yo mouth I ain't turning no cheek
Turn yo bitch out make her freak of week
Got a bad lil viv love to kiss on her teet
Asked me to get her some shots in her cheeks
Couldn't smash for a month man a nigga was weak
So I cheat and she leave and the cycle repeat
haha
Money on me
And you'd be surprised how much really on me
Bags of that shit like im moving tony
My pub and my masters don't leave me lonely
you don't know where i live then you do not know me please don't reach for my hand man you my homie cause the way y'all been acting can win a Tony
Three in my bed man I'm like genobilbi
I got so uninspire and so underpaid I was ready to pack it all in this bitch
I just had a baby I had to do something I can't do no minimum wage in this bich
So I plotted my move
Who knew that this year I'd have all the juice
Months ago all of my bills over due
Now I upgrade and refurnish my room
wooooooooooo
I need bag from a label if ever we speak
Run this verse back when we meet so you know it ain't cheap
Frank back in 2016,
I'ma t-imma T-imma run off with the sauce,
naw
Me and my nigga we no loss
yeahh
We down to pay what it cost
To own all our shit not just look like a boss
iight
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