METHOD BIBLE Lyrics

I'm down 4 the cause

You down 4 the count

I live like a boss

I like large amounts

I'm chasing this cheese

My kids all I need

I sleep on the floor

It's no need for a couch

Once the pack touchdown

I'm getting it out

I'm collecting my cash

I'm on my own route

I don't want the fame

It come with the game

Ima keep making plays

So hush up ya mouth

I give styles for free when I make a freestyle

We running the city just ask around town

If you say thats it's up get sent to the clouds

The money like leaves I rake em in piles

For the money I'll leave but not 4 a while

The plug chinese I call him junta

Patrick mahomes my timing is now

I pull up wit dat stick and hit at the crowd

I got some brand new kicks yeen seen these before

The way I ran off on the plug like I did this before

Mother fuck the cops cuz it's still free sko

My hair getting notty ion need no comb

I had to stop showing love just to get it on my own

Every dog has its day I just hope my shit long

I'm rolling up bud no sticks or stones

Once I fucked shawty twice I told her leave me alone

I don't take orders from anybody

Come place your order no shorter than quarters

I bought a new 40 for anybody

If a nigga play tough then he getting bodied

I'm enlightened they think I'm illuminati

I got racks in the middle no nip or roddy

I know I'm the Shìt like I'm being cocky

If it's war then I'm shooting at everybody

I'm about money boy fuck what you think

I'm so high that I can't even blink

If it's smoke drop the addy we'll link

Tatted up I'm addicted to Ink

If she wet call dat pussy a sink

Beat up that pussy ima freak when I drink

I hit ya hoe then I buy her some pink

I slap her ass and I skate like a rink

Im putting plays in motion

The oops ain't real dey bogus

I'm a high roller the chopper will hold ya

I'll flame a nigga then flee with the toaster

I post on da block I'm not a Facebook poster

Your bitch she a freak she love when I choke her

I post on da block I'm not a Facebook poster

Your bitch she a freak she love when I choke her

She told me she love I make that ho prove it

I pull on her hair and slap on her booty

I love my hoes nasty and down For a movie

She came with two hoes they some groupies

She down for a three some

I'm about to beat some

She say ima star she glad she can meet 1

When buckx in his bag thats when the heat come

We made bout 3 vids I told her to leak one

Look at da sauce how I mix it

Watch a nigga pull up with gas as I'm dripping

My niggas be hanging no lynchings

The code dat we speak is encrypted

I rock Dior I'm no Christian

Sosa told me just keep it consistent

I'll pull up wit that k and I'll drinch ya

Young money the know drake in the sprinter

Now I got Pyrex vision

New clients I'm serving logistics

I can't lack know the pole I equipped

All this bread got em looking spacious

When i beat the pot the gloc in the kitchen

I'm in love with the hustle the money my mistress

I hoped off the porch and I flew like a pigeon

I flew to the money at once in a instance

My Shìt move the dead

I treat a zip of gas like it's meds

I told my lil brother we never be scared

I'm expecting the worst so I'm always prepared

Try me you dead you heard what I said

I got methods on methods im not pulling up leg