The End

Money
Game
Hundreds
Shit
Ca$HHH Triple HHH

Bitch I know some people still alive, but they dead to me
Sippin out the bottle Imma drank it til my head spinnin
If you love me look me in the eyes when you say it to me
How the fuck you finna show fake love to a real nigga
Bitch I know some people still alive, but they dead to me
Sippin out the bottle Imma drank it til my head spinnin
If you love me look me in the eyes when you say it to me
How the fuck you finna show fake love to a real nigga

Yeah lil bitch its Triple and you know Im only chasin paper
Why the fuck you hit my phone if you aint even got that payment
I been losing patience, getting anxious, money conversations
I been losing patience, getting anxious, money conversations
Triple HHH I made a triple play, then made it home plate safe
Caught that box and all my bases were loaded, my pockets scraight
Only niggas tryna call me fake, that shit is outta hate
I heard it was a drought inside the city, caught it outta state
I thought a couple people was riding with me, shit my mistake
I thought Im ridin clean, Im ridin dirty, bitch I caught a case
I went and got that AR, but my homie said he want a K
I aint got no time for that lil bitch, she said she wanna cake
Triple, Triple, Triple, say it three times you gon' see my face
But no lil bitch this aint a myth, Im realer than that nigga you dating
I aint never took a day off, nigga you was on vacation
I be tryin different strains, right now Im off that wedding cake
I pop a bottle like Im celebrating
I got something ready for my rivals if we ever face
I was sippin scraight up out the bottle gettin hella faded
Im pushing buttons trying to get to the top, like an elevator
These lil bitches know just how I rock, I aint never changing
I been losing patience, getting anxious, money conversations



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Writer(s): Valton Jamar Johnson
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