Dinero
Ooh
Fast lane speeding, catch me riding through the city, getting right to the money, they know
Got your bitch right with me, act right, or you finna get left, cause a nigga got hoes
Pharma potion, I be high like oh shit, molly rolling or it's perks to the dome
Crush my dreams in my drank and it sank
I can give a fuck bout what you think
Shit, I ain't even know that it was like that
Drugs in my system, I'll be right back
I ain't even really think its nothing
Until I started touching that lil money
And I know this for my own thing
If I'm not here then you lonely
I won't love you nobody
And I love me cause I'm so me
Backwood smoke when I blow tree
And this gas propane got a slow leak
And I got lil baby high for the whole week
Off a 2+2 that's a whole piece
Mr. poe'd 4 cups now I'm 2 lit
And I can't see no time to waste so therefore imma use it
My lil brodie got some time they won't reduce it
So therefore all this time I abuse it
Ooh
Fast lane speeding, catch me riding through the city, getting right to the money, they know
Got your bitch right with me, act right, or you finna get left, cause a nigga got hoes
Pharma potion, I be high like oh shit, molly rolling or it's perks to the dome
Crush my dreams in my drank and it sank
I can give a fuck bout what you think
She just wanna rock out with a rockstar
Got the heavy metal with me my niggas play they part
Only thing I fear myself and a fucking cop car
Pussy boy stop acting we know you is not hard
Dumby you a clown in love with all that clout shit
Took a different route when I drop they go cop it
She say that she drunk told her slide like the island
My niggas out here wilding know we bout it bout it
Keep her in check
East side nigga you can tell how I dress
Running game you run to the feds
Orange and church cut the left
I can never respect the ones pistol talking through text
Be the same muthafuckers pillow talking in the bed
I can't get you out my head I might die about you
Imma keep it solid always do what I do
And i'm still chasing green while I'm off of the the blues
Ooh
Fast lane speeding, catch me riding through the city, getting right to the money, they know
Got your bitch right with me, act right, or you finna get left, cause a nigga got hoes
Pharma potion, I be high like oh shit, molly rolling or it's perks to the dome
Crush my dreams in my drank and it sank
I can give a fuck bout what you think
Fast lane speeding, catch me riding through the city, getting right to the money, they know
Got your bitch right with me, act right, or you finna get left, cause a nigga got hoes
Pharma potion, I be high like oh shit, molly rolling or it's perks to the dome
Crush my dreams in my drank and it sank
I can give a fuck bout what you think
Shit, I ain't even know that it was like that
Drugs in my system, I'll be right back
I ain't even really think its nothing
Until I started touching that lil money
And I know this for my own thing
If I'm not here then you lonely
I won't love you nobody
And I love me cause I'm so me
Backwood smoke when I blow tree
And this gas propane got a slow leak
And I got lil baby high for the whole week
Off a 2+2 that's a whole piece
Mr. poe'd 4 cups now I'm 2 lit
And I can't see no time to waste so therefore imma use it
My lil brodie got some time they won't reduce it
So therefore all this time I abuse it
Ooh
Fast lane speeding, catch me riding through the city, getting right to the money, they know
Got your bitch right with me, act right, or you finna get left, cause a nigga got hoes
Pharma potion, I be high like oh shit, molly rolling or it's perks to the dome
Crush my dreams in my drank and it sank
I can give a fuck bout what you think
She just wanna rock out with a rockstar
Got the heavy metal with me my niggas play they part
Only thing I fear myself and a fucking cop car
Pussy boy stop acting we know you is not hard
Dumby you a clown in love with all that clout shit
Took a different route when I drop they go cop it
She say that she drunk told her slide like the island
My niggas out here wilding know we bout it bout it
Keep her in check
East side nigga you can tell how I dress
Running game you run to the feds
Orange and church cut the left
I can never respect the ones pistol talking through text
Be the same muthafuckers pillow talking in the bed
I can't get you out my head I might die about you
Imma keep it solid always do what I do
And i'm still chasing green while I'm off of the the blues
Ooh
Fast lane speeding, catch me riding through the city, getting right to the money, they know
Got your bitch right with me, act right, or you finna get left, cause a nigga got hoes
Pharma potion, I be high like oh shit, molly rolling or it's perks to the dome
Crush my dreams in my drank and it sank
I can give a fuck bout what you think
Credits
Writer(s): Cesar Moreno
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