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Put the white girl Miley Cyrus in a sprinter

With money getters looking like we own money printers

Bad bitch waist thinner face Kylie Jenner

But I cut her off soon as I lose the faith in her

Found her ask my bitch to titty fuck she told me I was childish

Seen my bitch kiss another bitch it made me prouder

Now she beyond gay I had her screaming louder

Feeling like Deontae it made a Nigga wilder

Eat her like some pound cake and I'ma bout to pound her

OG got the fishscale and I ain't talking flounder

Nigga built this God Money Shit from the ground up

If you ain't getting money little Nigga get from round us

Get at you

Nigga you gone get at who

Nigga get you clapped and it's that that ain't difficult

Niggas ain't talking bout the bag and it's pitiful

Like it's some other shit to do this money Shit just isn't you

I pull up with a chick or two you know I keep a bitch or two

Fishnet body suit undressed looking nude

Make em fuck each other no excuse it's a principle

These all clear diamonds make my wrist look invisible

It's God Money Shit

But ain't one individual

I ain't never rap about some shit that I didn't do

Money on your head to send your mans to send a hit at you

Them boys a come visit you it's that they get rid of you

I came up niggas talking murder gang but Nigga they ain't flame up

Niggas talking money Shit but Nigga they went bankrupt

All about the dollar and I still never changed up

You can scratch money off your list and take a pay cut

Clip long as a prosthetic leg

That little bitch got some kick in it

In a drop top getting head

Made me nut less than six minutes

I ain't jumping in a Nigga car less I know he got a stick in it

Fish bowl and it ain't tinted so you see that your bitch in it

OG Win I'm a hustler everybody look like customers

God money it's a bunch of us

I'm running the pack and I run it up

Listen jack I ain't stuntin ya

Or the Nigga that's up under ya

And I had them jugs strong as fuck had

They whole gums numbing up and you know

I keep a bad bitch I can't only have one of her

In the back going lip to lip while her best friend hunching her

I understand you a customer

But that don't mean that I'm fronting ya

And ya homie mad about the prices but he gone die right in front of ya

Aww lord here we go again

Niggas trippin Bout his hoe again

She like OG go real fast then she tell me go slow again

Niggas cut me and it's my bad

Oh now I'm big bro again

Why you trippin you know ima fuck

Swallow my nut bitch hurry up

I took a cougar to hooters to do her all of my bitches is 30 and up

I take the check and then run up the Mula

All of my bitches is thirsty to fuck

I know these niggas watch for intruders

All of my niggas is ready to buss

All they niggas they niggas ain't shooters all of my Niggas is ready to clutch