30 Barz Lyrics

I'm after the checks, I'm after the mula, get to the money, say hallelujah, I'm after the

Checks, I'm after the mula

I'm after the checks, I'm after the mula, get to the money, say hallelujah, chinga mi

Madre, no chinga la tuya, I'm getting some head from the finest medusa, smoking a Cuban

Cigar nowhere in Cuba, you think you're a shark, but you're more like tuna, I'm not

From Golden State, still with them shooters, got a big belly, I'm looking like Buddha

Your girl fine as hell, I still stock it to her, bitch, I'm a G, none to pursue her

Chains on my neck, hanging like noodles, piece to Johnny Dang, that's my personal jeweler

These dogs think they pits, but they softer than poodles, fucking your bitch with the

Hamlet maneuver, your girl like Ciara, she don't got a future, you swear that you hate

Me, still search me on Google, I have a dream like Hakeem and King Luther, you don't want

No war, we blasting bazookas, chasing the money in a fresh pair of Pumas, stacking my

Money gonna need some more rulers, these niggas rats, related to Stuart, snitches and bitches trolling

Behind computers, I'm from the south, we dirty like sewers, step into me, your ass getting

Chewed up, beat up the beat, I'm leaving it bruised up, your girl in my bed while she

Fucking your mood up, flow is so sick, you're throwing your food up, even when booze up

I'm determined to move up, sleep with my bitch, next to a dick, ready to shoot up any intruder

I'm a die legend Wedell Mendez Jr., say I'm a die legend Wedell Mendez Jr.

And that's how you do it, and that's how you do it, 30, 30, 30 for 30, 30, 30, 30 for 30

I say 30, 30, 30 for 30, Steph Curry with this shit, bitch it's 30 time, if a nigga trip

Yeah, I had to give y'all 30 bars, cause I'm about to turn up and hit up 30 bars

You get it, you dig, Wedell Mendez, it's my birthday month and we turning up

Like it, love it, leave it, whatever, I ain't tripping, I ain't bitching

But I am what the game been missing, this for my people