I got plenty money on me (plenty money on me, big money hoe)
Told the b#tch don’t worry bout what you don’t see
(b#tch don’t worry bout what you don’t see, just tell me what you want)
Probably in the city tryna duck the police you know them b#tches want me
Opps on this car we gone see shootout I pray it don’t be
I get money like I’m Bunji whip that sh#t up like you Tony V
Been moving Sunday to Sunday I ain’t gotta get up it’s gone come to me
You know that cutter sound how thunder be
And to get to me they gone try to get everything up under me
Better stick together and have your sh#t together when you come for me
Late talks with the devil told him I’m finna send some company
b#tch I grinding for forever don’t come telling what you done for me
No since of trying to f#ck her better ain’t no better when she done with me
Aye I’ll shoot this b#tch wherever especially if I got my son with me
Not a dollar bill in sight but best believe b#tch it’s a ton on me
Ain’t no security my gun on me I’m secured
Wasn’t feeling good but now I’m cured what’s the cure I’m sipping syrup
Got n#gg#s I’m trying to give the world got n#gg#s doing time for being therl
sh#t it’s hard times if you got nine that’ll get you a dime of that girl
Don’t play no games when it come to beef cause that sh#t ain’t no fun to me
Go hard when it’s only one of me think it’s smart n#gg# then come and see
OG specialize in first degrees no he don’t do no surgery’s
And my young n#gg# gone slang some P’s no he don’t do no burglaries
Send a message to them n#gg#s then why cause they ain’t never heard of me
Bet they won’t serve me ran it up bet she won’t curve me now
I ain’t give her much still let her f#ck she ain’t even deserve me now
Rather play the cut Quez got it tucked he be ready to lay a n#gg# down
n#gg#s know that I don’t give a damn hope they know that I ain’t here to spare them
Run it up and spend it on the fam I be feeling like I’m Jimmy Jam
No I don’t do sh#t for the gram if it ain’t music cut the cam
Been to LA more than the rams detectives asking bout some pounds
I got plenty money on me (plenty money on me, big money hoe)
Told the b#tch don’t worry bout what you don’t see
(b#tch don’t worry bout what you don’t see, just tell me what you want)
Probably in the city tryna duck the police you know them b#tches want me
Opps on this car we gone see shootout I pray it don’t be
I get money like I’m Bunji whip that sh#t up like you Tony V
Been moving Sunday to Sunday I ain’t gotta get up it’s gone come to me
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