$$mike

[Verse]
I don't wanna fuck yo lil bitch, she cap
What that young nigga say run it back
Kit on a Glock, make it look like a mac
I snap on every track
Young nigga I just count racks
Blue check can get it back
Just count the check, and I blew it through to the back
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Lil' Mike, Lil' Mike
I ain't know that your bitch on go
Back me, cause she going out sad
I got designer on my toe
Im off the drank, I'm moving slow

[Chorus]
Im off that drank, moving slow
Said I'm off that drank, moving slow
Look like a lick but dont try me hoe
Nigga dont try me
Too geeked look like a zombie
Chop this shit up like salami

[Verse 2]
I want the money
I want the chain
I want the bands
Fuck these niggas
I don't got no friends, I don't need no friends
Shawty an eater
She keep eating me so good, yeah she don't need no hands (Got no helping hand)
Im in the crib on FL
With the perc and the grams

[Outro]
I snap on every track
Young nigga I just count racks
Blue check can get it back
Just count the check, and I blew it through to the back
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Lil' Mike, Imma fuck up the racks
Moan my name when I beat from the back
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag
Money Mike, yeah I go get the bag