Thousand Times Lyrics

Said some shit that i can't stand behind

Have yo blown away just like a mofucking dandelion

Better going and get yours cuz I ain't never handing mine

I ain't talking to much cuz I said this shit a thousand times

Yea Yea Yea a thousand times

Basic mofucker on the track with a thousand rhymes

Spit this shit again and again til it's sounding right

Flipping zip after zip going thru a pound at night

Flip another bag man I'm tryna pay my rent

Never living check to check cuz I don't wanna pay no debts

Hmm you tryna rob a rapper

Robin winged jeans take off like velociraptor

Hmm I ain't talking bout no dinosaurs

I ain't tryna work a nine to five til I'm ninety-four

Fuck a label if I paid, then what the hell you sign me for

Paying dudes who sound like they ain't never rhymed before

Three for uh, yea fuck that track

If you send a song my way I'm finna send it back

How you wanna feature but when u see me you ain't mention that

Reaching for the smithon got my right hand where extension at

Ouh Rockstar like it's Chop Soowee

I done paid for every beat i'm on, you can not sue me

Chokin on my words, get it out just like a fat lougie

Fat boy got smoked and now he rolling in a fat doobey

There's Some shit I can't watch like a bad movie

Ima dog without his treat yea a sad Scooby

Always running with the cash yea cuz the bag moving

You ain't got no money in yo pocket, you looking sad stupid

Text the money on my phone like what the bag doing

I ain't tryna wake up today, I let the bag do it

And they call me Money cuz I'm always with the bag movements

Yea cuz I'm intuitive

Money what Im making and the people i'm influencing

This for self defense so don't up it unless you use this shit

Huh Huh Ima cash Cow

One eight hundred CASHNOW if ya need ya cash now

Dukey drank to much Henny, I think he passed out

Up to the plate with two strikes and the last out

Xanny steal the whip, quick lick, and then he crashed out

And that's some personal

Get the party jumping and told em don't test my vertical

Head is in the money cuz the bitches is what be hurting you

Ouh and that's the truth tho

Me and Jmoney like Holiday to Antekumpo

Head in the stars Im on mars like I'm Bruno

Smoking good in the wood kicking like its judo

All of you pussies stuck on Earth

We on Pluto

VCR on Ufo big body like some sumos

And I ain't talking who me and you know