Money
Lil eddy young swan, bitch
You know all of these bitches be talkin' shit
Like god damn my nigga, let me just get my bag bro!
Ima take that make that poof pack money
Boof pack won't it
Boof pack thug it
Take that make that boof pack money, woah
I'm gonna take that boof pack and then not come back
Lil swan he wants that, I'm thuggin' for dope
Nigga, you won't hit that lick then we go
Ride with my dogs and we passing the smoke (ou)
You don't wanna get smoked hoe
You got the dro you'll get rolled and then folded
Lil swan don't act like I ain't know it
She only wanna fuck, 'cause I'm a poet
I'm a pill poppin' animal I poured up the 4
All in my soda I took to the io
Niggas is posers you pussy you broke
Yeah
And ima take that make that boof pack money
Boof pack won't it
Boof pack thug it
Take that make that boof pack money
Ima take that make that poof pack money
Boof pack won't it
Boof pack thug it
Take that make that poof pack money, woah
Aye, Eddy, Young Swan
Lil eddy
Wake up in the morning got racks in my mind (Racks)
Loyalty I praise, Stay close to my ties (Stay close to my ties)
I can never break the code (Brake the code)
I can never ever fold (Ever fold)
Why you think I sold my soul (Sold my soul)
Ay, ay
Fuck all these bitches, I feel like a don (I feel like a don, I feel like a don)
I looked in the mirror, I know I'm the one (I know I'm the one, I know I'm the one)
I'm with the slatt don't got time for the match (Don't got time for the match)
She bad as fuck, I barely see her
I keep it silent, I never tell
What do you want, I got it for sale
I can never lose getting money making moves
Bitch lookin' hot when she comes out the pool (Let's get it)
Get on my level like Optimus prime (Huh?)
Shooting these niggas and catching a crime (Yeah)
Blue hunnits I don't fuck with the dimes
All of the bitches they fuck with the squad
Bithces be fuckin cause I got the Guap
Water my wrist cause I got the Guap
All of these niggas they fake and they hate (Hate)
Look at my wrist when I bake (Bake)
All I wanna eat is the cake (Cake)
All I want is to bake (Bake)
Get off my dick if you hate (Hate)
All of these niggas they fake (Fake)
All of these bitches they lame
You know all of these bitches be talkin' shit
Like god damn my nigga, let me just get my bag bro!
Ima take that make that poof pack money
Boof pack won't it
Boof pack thug it
Take that make that boof pack money, woah
I'm gonna take that boof pack and then not come back
Lil swan he wants that, I'm thuggin' for dope
Nigga, you won't hit that lick then we go
Ride with my dogs and we passing the smoke (ou)
You don't wanna get smoked hoe
You got the dro you'll get rolled and then folded
Lil swan don't act like I ain't know it
She only wanna fuck, 'cause I'm a poet
I'm a pill poppin' animal I poured up the 4
All in my soda I took to the io
Niggas is posers you pussy you broke
Yeah
And ima take that make that boof pack money
Boof pack won't it
Boof pack thug it
Take that make that boof pack money
Ima take that make that poof pack money
Boof pack won't it
Boof pack thug it
Take that make that poof pack money, woah
Aye, Eddy, Young Swan
Lil eddy
Wake up in the morning got racks in my mind (Racks)
Loyalty I praise, Stay close to my ties (Stay close to my ties)
I can never break the code (Brake the code)
I can never ever fold (Ever fold)
Why you think I sold my soul (Sold my soul)
Ay, ay
Fuck all these bitches, I feel like a don (I feel like a don, I feel like a don)
I looked in the mirror, I know I'm the one (I know I'm the one, I know I'm the one)
I'm with the slatt don't got time for the match (Don't got time for the match)
She bad as fuck, I barely see her
I keep it silent, I never tell
What do you want, I got it for sale
I can never lose getting money making moves
Bitch lookin' hot when she comes out the pool (Let's get it)
Get on my level like Optimus prime (Huh?)
Shooting these niggas and catching a crime (Yeah)
Blue hunnits I don't fuck with the dimes
All of the bitches they fuck with the squad
Bithces be fuckin cause I got the Guap
Water my wrist cause I got the Guap
All of these niggas they fake and they hate (Hate)
Look at my wrist when I bake (Bake)
All I wanna eat is the cake (Cake)
All I want is to bake (Bake)
Get off my dick if you hate (Hate)
All of these niggas they fake (Fake)
All of these bitches they lame
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Writer(s): Edvin Niemi
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