Money Team

Gang (6x)

Whole clique we the money team
Whole clique we the money gang
Keep a stick think you robbing me
Shooters love smoke like propane
If its bout a hoe we ain't fixing shit
I swear to god all these niggas hoes man
------- nigga my fit
In Raf Simons nigga eating lo mein
When i start spazzing on shit
Niggas just call me paint
When i spent 6 on my wrist nigga
Whole life upgraded

Sit back get lit like a fundraiser
Bringing that fire im a hellraiser
Old heads tired niggas frustrated
Niggas getting mad causе they can't make it uh
Im a real nigga and i can't fakе it
And my bitch ass fat but i think its bacon
In the coupe top down with the wood blazing
And im all about my guap im a trail blazer

Fuck that at the bank with the blue bills
Which one green white or the blue pill
Might pop me a perc if i feel ill
And you know that act ain't real
Presidents in my pocket
Humping jack and jill
These niggas cap they ass forreal
Everytime you listen get a stack
Yeah a stack forreal
Might just do some magic still
I need me a thick bitch
I need me that magic feel
I need me a shooter thats gon hold that glocky still
Yeah gon hold me down forreal

Get my money straight to you
If they shoot you gon kill
Andrew jackson in my hand
Do a dance with them bands
Im that nigga it was planned
I put stars in order man

Aquafina water dripping on my fist like a disk
I can't see shit diamonds way too lit wet like a brisk
Im finna go to sleep one eye opened feel like slick rick
All it took was one dm and now i got that thick bitch
All it took was one call and i got up out that jam bitch
Leave yo boyfriend full of candy swear he a ham sandwhich
Pop out at anytime at anywhere like yo whats happening