Pussy, Money, Weed Lyrics

B Jet

Sample Platter Nigga

Pussy money weed I need it

Rappers bitches beats I eat it

Don't touch my heart cuz its bleeding

They sleep but I ain't tempurpedic

Family blood and the green

I'll kill you just give me a reason

I'm seasoned vet in the game I be eating

Right foot left foot steppin like I was a deacon

Programmed for the top missle you know I'm heat seeking

JetDreams 4L Its death if you committing treason

Bad bitch butter pecan

So thick boy I'm sinking my teeth in

Rolled me a fatty I'm geekin

Won't pass the blunt man you know I be chiefing

Monday through Wednesday my weekend

Regardless I'm bringing the cheese in

Shawty don't hop off that porch

Man you know you aint ready for deep end

I'm thinking bout what ima do

Huh

Once you let me in

Wreaking havoc that pussy I'll grab it

Like Trump said

Then fold you up on your head

Open up them legs and then I'll kiss you on your forehead

Then after give you more head

Than you got on your forehead

Floating like a boat is

Both hands around your throat and

You choking but said choke me some more man

Switching up them strokes and

Did yo ass so bad you start to walk and now you bowlegged

Pussy money weed I need it

I be counting green same times I be fighting demons

I roll me up some weed and elevate to fight the feeling

Ganja brings me healing

Playing you cant fight the feeling

By Malcolm Mccormick

Flows I have assortment

For years I remained dormant

And focused on important factors

Like moolah I intend to do the

Shit I gotta do so I can go secure my future

No hoopla this real talk

Sometimes swear I feel lost

Been smoking all this gas I cannot see I need to chill out

But will I? Hell naw

Fat wood with king raw

Sparking up that bitch like its incense

And then I think how

Pussy money weed I need it

I need all three more than I care about breathing

Shawty took this D and she swallowed all my semen

I count me up some green and then I spark up this blue dream and

I'm gone like Apollo

High up in the sky I swear I'm swimming like I'm Pargo

They said dont buy weed well fuck that shit this not embargo

Still got my shoe box but most my money in Wells Fargo

Grind like I won't see tomorrow

Pussy Money Weed

I'm feenin

I work far too hard for me not to reach my dreams and

I feel it in it air and this shit here might be my season

I spark me up this weed and rub my hands and get to scheming

See weed reliever of pain

Money just come with the game

Pussy sometimes I need it

I'm cold you would think I'm anemic

I'm sick you'd think I'm luekemic

I'm throwing up raps you would like I'm bulimic

And I took the Hardaway opposite scenic

These niggas can't stop me I'm here for a reason

Look

All I'm tryna say

is pussy money weed

Are three things that are great

You might disagree and that's fine that's ok

Ima let you have it after I spark this Jay

Good gas by the way

You can't tell me I aint snap on that bitch AD

On God

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