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MONEY FLOW$ ft. Bazzy Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
I got some money, got the money flow
I got a rack and took her to the store
I used to pick up pennies on the floor
I love my money, put that on my soul
Yea I'm a hustler, in my veins
I had to toughen up like an ape
Been on the job workin' till Im paid
End of the week, I gotta say grace
In my comments don't know why you cap a lot
I'll pull up on you like Huggies and wet the spot
You want beef been talkin' that pepper pot
You don't want smoke, all my niggas they really rock
Need a diaper I shit on the enemy
Yea I do this I feel like a Meeseks
All you niggas be rappin' like wheat thins
Call me Brady, I'm breakin' your defense
Nothin' was addin' up, but today
I don't give a fuck
Don't come around tryna buttah me up
Bitch I'm a dawg, I'm not a pup
Back to the money I took out the bank, I don't have to worry
I bought a chain lookin' like a McFlurry
We not the same cause my diamonds sturdy
Shout-out my brother, keep me from the dirty
Bitches be on me, I'm not even thirty
Sippin' on Henny like I'm in a hurry
Vision blurry,
I stay on the money I feel like I'm Curry
SPLASH
I got some money, got the money flow
I got a rack and took her to the store
I used to pick up pennies on the floor
I love my money, put that on my soul
Yea I'm a hustler, quick to huddle up
They hate, cause I'm young and I'm turin' up
I might go fuck ya bitch in a Tonka truck(what)
Niggas blowin' these pipes, they ain't tough enough
Quick to shoot a blick, but can't knuckle up
You my runner-up like its baseball
Throwin' pitches they blowin' like napalms
But I stay calm cause these haters ain't workin'
Runnin' down hoes and they ain't even work it
But when I pop out all these bitches start twerkin'
Yea boy, I'm on it,
Shoot like a rocket so baby Im worth it
I'm makin' moves and they steady lurkin'
YEA
I'm bout to violate, don't retaliate
I'm that nigga I move like a heavyweight
On the grind and I don't want to be late
Boy I do this and kill shit in one take
Like a sniper, I aim for your head
Put in work and I'm makin' that bread
I got some money, got the money flow
I got a rack and took her to the store
I used to pick up pennies on the floor
I love my money, put that on my soul