Talkin Bout Some Money ft. TNS Trap Lyrics

I got a glock in my hand it'll really kill you

I'm full but my gun need a meal too

So I just ate and I'm finna do a drill too

Shot a nigga with my weakest gun and he still flew

Ain't no snitchin' up in TNS we a real crew

TNS got straps we'll fuck you up

This little bitch got some ass it's a bubble butt

Fuck all these guns we'll cut you up

Me and Trap, we really finna take over

Yo bitch looking kinda ugly need a makeover

I need a fuckin blunt I don't stay sober

And if you try and drive away ima shoot your motor

I heard you try and rap yea you mediocre

Got so many bands Ima need a folder

I got a bulletproof vest ima whole soldier

These shells hella heavy they'll feel like boulders

We aiming for the moon and we got a scope

This blunt packed as hell it feel like oak

She got the dollar menu then I got some throat

Trap just got a new chain that's a gold rope

Got so much bread on me got the whole loaf

When the Pharaoh walk past all the hoes stare

When I get drunk I can fight a whole bear

I don't want a smoking room, I want a smoking lair

This bitch rolled her eyes ima snatch her hair

I lost my lighter, nigga you got a spare

If you talkin' bout nothin then I don't care

If you talkin' bout some money then I'm well aware

If you talkin' bout some money then I'm well aware

I was fuckin on yo bitch and I pulled her hair

Say you got some money I don't see it there

You crashin' out bout a bitch man grow a pair

She lookin' like Amber Rose told her grow some hair

That bitch looking at my chain said it's rude to stare

He say he coming where I'm at well I got shooters there

His squad full of stormtroopers they be shooting air

Playin' chess not checkers I am too prepared

Got another DUI I need the coupe repaired

Think I took 20 shots I am too impaired

And if you talkin' bout my trap then I got Rugers there