2000's ft. MoneyTeamJ Lyrics

Two thousands huh, not no five five

Ima hit this shit nice and easy, like a high five

I be steady whipping day to day, I'm on the I Five

You can spot me on the block, no this isn't I-Spy

Who the fuck is you? I told you not to come around me

They done dug a Hunnid feet before they even found me

Ima diamond in the rough

And I like it, how it's sounding

I be forcing so much pressure, that it's got my head pounding

Another fifth of henny let me take a baby sip

Before the homies come around and try to babysit

When Money in the function

Bitch you know we make it lit

If you looking over here you know it's where the paper is

Look , and if you look around all my people gotta bag

Blow the rubber out the cat, this is not Osamas Jag

And if we took ya gun, come and get ya llama back

I be smoking presidential, this is not Obama pack look

Yes it's presidential you can see it on the Rollie

Scoli got a fully with a pulley, In the stoley

Anybody can get a body, I'm tripping if u know me

I keep strap in my bag and I'll shoot it like Ginobli

Smithon Wesson if you testing get to ripping out intestines

I don't give a fuck I'm just tryna send a message

People want problems here's the button, all you gotta do is press it

Boy you better learn before you going get the lesson

Bitch I'm really social but my shirt saying anti

Hearing all these voices in my head like I'm randy

We be talking money so please understand me

Fucking on your grandma and you better hide your aunties

Walking in like the big show

Looking to the counter lil brodie gotta six poured

Bang this lil bitch anywhere like my big toe

When the plot thickens ima have to start to tip toe

Me and Mosby down rolling up on Kettlemen

Yeah he went and bought a chain just to boost his fucking relevance

Man I'm out this earth ima different kinda specimen

Trap house like a frat party I can't let him in

I got two ks, on a Tuesday

Yea your bitch be over here she be acting kind of choosay

I be sipping henny when I'm not I sip Duce

Keep my circle small, I can't give a fuck what you say

Hold up Hold up, now I'm in a mood

You be talking all that lil shit you is not that dude

He wanna be famous so I had to put him on the news

It's the money team so I'm my pocket it's a lot of blues

Exs getting married now I'm looking at life different

Lil bro got the switch, aye pass me the night vision

I ain't ever stopping, till I touch on a slight million

Reno to chico like that it's a slight mission

Ah ahh man you really cuffed her?

She arching from the back she got me taking off the rubber

I had to take like three dabs just so I could fuck her

You ain't doing shit for the game you a PJ Tucker

Fitted on my mothafucking cap this is not no trucker

But my bitch way finer

Stepping in the wrong section you a Brittany griner

Ima sip a whole eight then kick back the recliner