D3MON5 Pt. 2 (new money rem1x) Lyrics

Yeah, I got some shit to say, boy, you ain't never gonna blow

Out the cut, walk out with drake, that nigga really fuckin' gone

Where I'm from you fuck with me, I'll leave you in the fuckin' cold

In his big body, bitch, we'll chase you down and fuck yo hoe

Yeah, I'm fuckin' ready, when I aim my glock, it's steady

How the fuck you say you gang, you never shot nobody

Pussy-ass rat, boy, you ain't never robbed nobody

Yeah, I'm on same shit, yo, bitch, just got a facelift

Got that 308, this bitch gon' make you do some back flips

I be talkin' bout this money, I'm really in my bag, bitch

Bitch, you're not that special, in a moment, I'll get you passed, bitch

Some of these niggas won't leave me alone, that's why he got a tag, bitch

I'll get you passed, bitch

Gotta keep my circle close, you don't know who gon' be a snake

But I'm breaking bread with my lil' team, make sure my family's straight

I was so down bad, I had no money and no fuckin' place

And I still came through, I'm comin' up, I know y'all gonna hate

Me, I'm on my own, still got that bag in whip, I'm tryna race

Hit the club, I'll light it up if a nigga really wanna play

Bitch, I got that big glock, gon' hit you in your legs, huh

Really thought some shit was sweet, that's why he got his head popped

Really gon' be crashin' out if I lose all I have, huh

In that 392, got 556, that's how I head out

Bitch, I got that big clock, gon' hit you in your legs, huh

Really thought some shit was sweet, that's why he got his head popped

Really gon' be crashin' out if I lose all I have, huh

In that 392, got 556, that's how I head out

I be with my niggas, ridin' dirty in the fuckin' lanes

Bitch, I'm up on Colfax, tryna beat this motherfuckin' case

You can try to hide, but I assure you, ain't that fuckin' safe

On this new world order shit, you think this shit's a fuckin' game

I was so down bad, I had no money and no fuckin' place

And I still came through, I'm comin' up, I know y'all gonna hate

Man, I'm on my own, still got that bag in whip, I'm tryna race

Hit the club, I'll light it up if a nigga really wanna play