Long Money Lyrics – PrxjectSin

Long Money Lyrics by PrxjectSin

[Grim Goin’ Brazy
I got long money [Yeah
I got all hunnids [Yeah
Made a hunnid bands in a month, that sh#t ain’t nothin’

Copped a private jet so I can ship out all this onion [Yeah
I just bought the coupe, I cut the roof off, hit the Kanye [Yeah
I been gettin’ so high [High
b#tch I learned to fly [Oooh

I was born a sinner, you can ask my demons why [b#tch
I ain’t ate no dinner, I just took a perc [Perky
All my money jumpin’, all my money twerk [Yeah
All up, up on me, b#tch, we disperse [Yeah

When we pull up let them p#ss# boy disperse
And if that b#tch p#ss# so good, I still won’t buy a purse
I just f#cked what, they gon have to buy a vеrse
My twizzy called he

.45, yеah I let it blow
Yo’ b#tch just called up gang, and she say she gon
I got some n#gg#s
Made fifty off that mail, but we ain’t gon’ tell what service tho’

I got pointers in that watch, but baguettes on my ring
Said she f#ck me for this bag, no b#tch, you f#ckin’ for free
After I get down with that b#tch, then she f#ckin’ on my team [On god
Tweny-thousand, nah, this sh#t ain’t cheap [Not cheap

Got that Trackhawk Jeep [Skrrrt
Chrome Hearts on that tee [Skrrrt
And I got Chanel, b#tch, it’s coco for that
Nah, my life ain’t cheap hoe

We got every cheat code
Twizzy got them chickens in that semi, that’s a truck load
I can send in b#tches to the sea, that’s a boat load
Then I put them birdies in that sky, that’s that jet load

Married to this money, but I had to let my b#tch go
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PrxjectSin Lyrics – Long Money

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Long Money