MASSMONEYWIRES

[Intro: Estee Nack]
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah (Aha)
[?] (Oh)
[?] (Oh, yeah)
So, you know, I need you to split it up, know I'm sayin'?
I already got the ID for you to put it and everythin' (Oh-oh)
And this for you, you heard?
Bojo, son (Yeah!), yo

[Verse 1: Estee Nack]
Drop tha benz top, (Swoo!), buck! Send a shot
Youngan with body, I'm on the seven Glocks
Keep pretendin', hot (Spicy!)
Said I'll rock at full time, send a pop, let me guap somethin' (Fuck outta here!)
Is these little niggas man or not?
Who is that? Mystery God, he never gon' save you
Griselda plus 23 Incredible Labels flip the tablеs (Oh!)
Back in the day trappin', I used to whip the sеiko, clip the cable
So, daily packin' the Ruger since the cradle
Where they handin', rock that (Click!)
Cock back, bloody up the top hat, enough of niggas yappin'
You drop flat, stop the cap
Talkin' 'bout trappin', really ain't got jack, son
I'm meltin' the powder like it's hot wax, son (Whip it!)
Scalin' work, rise salaries (Ching!), started runnin 'through more products
And energising batteries, yo (Money!)
Urban aunts (Fly shit!)
This the type of shit white people offer
Buy galleries (Woah!), cut a brick of this soft or dry
Gradually arisin' (We up!)
Snake shit from niggas, it's really not suprisin'
Watch the horizion, I'm choppin', crop and size 'em (Trap!)
Cross my Ts and dot my Is
When it come to guap I'm president
Know for runnin' the block, a body, we're lookin' for spots to hide it (Pussy!)
Whip the water like Poseidon or Osiris (Aha!)
Emerald tablet is the knowledge I'm providin' off (Go!)
Addicts I'm givin' a solid dose
Holy Ghost, some of my niggas is 'bout it, 'bout it more ('Bout it, 'bout it more!)
Oh
Please, I don't burn bridges, I burn trees, son (I burn trees)
On ya, yo
Money wire the police (Aha!)
Dominican plug, it be lowkey, you know the steez, son (You know the steez, son)
On ya, uh
Please, I don't burn bridges, I burn trees, son (I burn trees, son word)
Yeah, uh
Money wire the police (Money!)
Dominican plug, it be lowkey, you know the steez, flat (Fuck outta here)

[Bridge: Estee Nack & al.divino]
Keep it low-pro, man, know I'm sayin'? (Woah-oah!)
See the fabrics, it's me life
It's light, you know I'm sayin'? (Yeah-yeah-yeah!)
Fuck outta here, loud as shit (Oh, oh-oh!)
Tryna hit a RICO on you
Fuck, you gon' lose, know what I do with y'all niggas (Oh, yeah, cha!)
Yeah-yeah-yeah, I'm won't deal with y'all niggas (On you!)
I, I know you movin' yo' little thing, man, let's...
It's only so long before you go down
Know what I mean? I ain't goin' down with you, know what I'm sayin'? (Cha!)
Yeah, real
I don't trust you niggas, ain't gon' tell either, man
Word is bond
Know what I'm sayin'? That's why I ain't fuckin' with you (Word is bond, son, I don't fuck with y'all niggas, man, know what I mean?)
Ah, on you
Sippin' whisky, my nigga (We smooth, aha)
'Bout to take a dip in a pool (Yeah)
Definetly not worryin' about you, know what I'm sayin'?
Hahahahaha (Nah, I'm just harder, nigga, I'm just harder, know what I'm sayin'?)
Yeah, I'm not swear, I'm not swearin' with you consider a L, that's not a L ([?])
I don't need y'all, know what I mean?
Y'all need me (Haha, Get loose on 'em, you heard?)
Bite your fuckin' face (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Ayo

[Verse 2: al.divino]
Turn your dome to a donut, got my dough up
Dimes ain't act the same since (Ay!)
Mob ties like J. Prince
Gets you left, no priss (Boom!)
The body Benz
Provide the wave, I don't ride trends (At all)
Got the gears locked in
Wire me the benches, sanction, we tied in (You hear me?)
Flyens on call
Double Ds bust out the bra like Mardi Gras (Woo!)
Tryna stunt, you starvin' alone (What the fuck?)
Tryna put a hand on me, he start a war, probably in Dubai (Bing-bing-bing!)
Dickin' down models in a loft, aboard (Ay!)
Pussy drippin' like Molotov markers
Mark my words (Yo), fuck the bodega
Park the Porsche, she was doin' homework
Lil' bro bungie jumped off the porch (Ding-ding-ding!)
Light 'em up like loose Newports, Cinccino
Desert Eagle, Diesel, Deboo
Your whole shit bluff like [?]
We know (We know, boy!)
Droppin' dimes on your people when interrogation
Worms like a weasel (Uh?)
Make it look easy
Put a hollow through your ego (Boom!)
Models speedin' off the Migos, need a threesome
Shoot the hand you roll up with like Beanie Segel
See through like a window
Need the VV'd out bimbo
I been on
Rims on the throwback Benz chrome (Bling-bling)
Too many scenes, I need ten phones (Brr!)
Pick up the roads, you step on it (Ah!)
The word "definite" got "death" in it
We all gon' go one day (We gon' die, boy)
I need to be dumb paid
Fuckin' with me is like doin' a buck up a one-way (Ah-woo!)
Never let your gun spray (Nah!)
Gunn say get 'em, I got 'em snub-nose-pump gauged
Shine like the sun rays (Bling-bling-bling-bling-bling!)
Boy, fuck out my face

[Outro]
It's a cocaine ticket out of the ghetto (Griselda)
All go to America, some Dominicans say
And come home rich, or dead in a box
They've become the cartel's latest couriers of death and despair in the drug trade
The road to the cocaine streets of America know runs through Santo Domingo