Money Li’ Bit Lyrics – Yung Doe

Shout out to {?}
Shout out to {?}
Shout out to {?}
Shout out to {?}

Shout out to giga
Ay
Yeah, wha, yeah, wha, aye, aye
Yeah, wha, yeah, wha, yeah, wait, bang, bang

Yeah, hit the door, yeah, hoe
D-dj doe, f#ck with that sh#t
All i ever wanted was the f#cking money, lil b#tch
Give me bacon, that’s what’s shaking, all i need is the grit

And then b#tch lately, i been goin’ crazy
Don’t forsake me, man these n#gg#s {fake me?}
Roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it
I don’t smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke

Smoke, smoke, smoke, aye
n#gg#, n#gg#, n#gg#
They don’t know, rrah
{my light blind?} p#ssies from coast to coast

Man these n#gg#s {fake me?}
Gotta keep it on the low, n#gg#s schemin’
My n#gg# {?}, n#gg#s {gleamin’?}
These b#tches {?} (what)

I’m just slinging dick s#men
Tryna get {?}
Smoking on it
Goin’, roll it

These b#tches fake
These n#gg#s too oooooo
What would you do if a n#gg# told you (b#tch b#tch)
Stick it up, give me that money (b#tch, give me that cash)

Gimme all yo hunnids (hoe)
Stop all that fumbling (b#tch)
Gimme all them diamonds (n#gg#)
I’m just {?} (f#ck n#gg#)

b#tch i had to risk it
Get them double digits, aye
I had to go and get it, huh
{momma was?} hungry

Yo i had to go and get it
{dad was?} hungry, aye
b#tch, you know i had to go and get it
{sister was?} hungry, aye

You know i had to go and get it
{i was?} hungry, aye
You know i had to go and get it
Back in benihana’s, came {?} rihanna

{?} madonna, she loves my persona
Got a b#tch that live in rio, she hold all my kilos
And she know the deal-o, they come knockin’ check the peephole
Flush the toilet, don’t say nathan

Pus-p#ss# n#gg#s hatin’
Trap house look so vacant, foreign places for vacation
{?} medication, da-damn i feel so spacious
Why they concentratin’ on these silly allegations, ah

I tell them to sum it up, b#tch what i’m doing it can’t be done
I be so faded whenever the {?} comes
b#tches wonder why back-to-back-to-back i’m gun it up
b#tch! (hoe), aye

Maybe with yo hoe, aye
You know we on go
And my-
They go {?}, wha

{?} aye
n#gg# wha
{?} all night
Outta sight

Dynomite
b#tch on sight, drink a sprite
When i’m–
Smokin’ the gas i gotta stay wid it

Eatin’ the funyuns and smoking onions with it
If you’re not first; you’re last, it’s taladaga nights and
I’m just smoking them gas like every f#cking night (b#tch)
Rest in peace to dad i see him every night

These demons, they bad, they tryna take your life
Oh no, my soul my soul it need eternal life
And i know i know i know my mind’ll never be right
All i ever wanted was the f#cking money, lil b#tch

Give me bacon, that’s what’s shaking, all i need is the grit
And then b#tch lately, i been goin’ crazy
Don’t forsake me, man these n#gg#s {fake me?}
Roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it

I don’t smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, aye
n#gg#, n#gg#, n#gg#
They don’t know, rrah

{my light blind?} p#ssies from coast to coast
Roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it
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Yung Doe Lyrics – Money Li’ Bit

Yung Doe

Money Li’ Bit