Money Talks Lyrics

We Back

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I put 30 on my

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Yeah

(Yeah)

I put 30 on his head then I drop 30 on my bitch

Think its bout' that time I go for mine lil' nigga check my wrist

Hate to see me flex like its a crime lil' nigga check yo' clique

I been on the grind come see me shine they'll hate to see me rich

Tired of all the grime, my brotha' now, I'd hate to see him switch

(Thats my old flow)

(Hold on, let me switch it up on y'all niggas)

Look at my neck on invincible

I've been the king of this shit, I just look at that bitch and she know I'm the pinnacle

Don't give a fuck bout the loss, put respect on my name shit its really the principle

He tryna turn this bitch up and we shuttin' em down

Mortal Combat that we finish you

She said it's her or the paper, I'm sorry lil' baby, I'm not really into you

(The fuck she thought this was)

Yeah, like I can't fuck with her, that bitch too loony

My lil' bae not used to city

Take her out, she from the boonies

Pockets fat as hell, been doin' well

His shit been lookin' gloomy

Want me I can tell, shit not 4L, but I'm still bussin' doonies

Mixin' drink with Percs and Shroomies

Mona Lisa on me, paint the picture

Shit, I feel like Tunchi

Try to play me in my face, these bitches movin' loosely

I love poppin' tags, I spent a bag up

on this brand new Gucci

Independent till you drop a bag, this bitch a hoochie

I really step when I walk

That nigga not bout a bag, it's just cap when he talk

I write the play out in chalk

This shit for use couldn't tell, cause I buy it in bulk

She for the pape, she a hawk

She choosin' me over you nigga its not ya' fault

G-O-A-T, self-taught

Niggas is fuckin' with Jay, at least that's what he thought

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Yeah, Yeah

Look at my neck on Invincible

I been the king of this shit, I just look at that bitch and she know I'm the pinnacle

Don't give a fuck bout the loss, put respect on my name

Shit, it's really the principle

He tryna turn this bitch up and we shuttin' him down

Mortal Kombat, we finish you

She said it's her or the paper, I'm sorry, lil' baby, I'm not really into you

Check the time

Told lil' baby, check the time

I'm just manifestin' greatness, nigga

I'm not here to lie

You can keep that nine to five

I wasn't put on earth to work the sixty, just to fuckin' die

Wake up and I put my chains on, cause nigga, fuck a tie

Tryna be richer than my momma and my pops

Them combined

Times ten

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