She Love It

Yeah she love it
Yeah she love it when I rub it
Thumbing thru these racks
Losing track of all these hunnits
Sit back Relax
Smoking thrax its really punching
Get back Get back
Fake love
It got me running

We Started out will nothing
We on da road to something
Swear to god you super bad
Got my moves all on mclovin
I be running up da bag
She be counting all my Hunnits
Just forget about the past
So the future probably function
Yeah
I don't wanna be a player
Im chasing money now just so we could have it later
Be lurking in the swamps killing pigs like alligator
The envy how we moving that's why they really hate us

Thats why they really hate us
They hate us cause we chaser
We chasing on the money paper cuts from them layers
We player them like they dummies
Two controllers yeah the players
We grinding till we up everybody ask for favors now

They ask for favors
But they can't get it nah nah
Cause I'm the same young nigga from da trenches oh yeah
I got hard about my money
Yeah I risk it all
So if you try to act up we got bust ya temple dawg

Yeah we dripping
Yeah we dripping out da store
Racking all this money was splurging when we poor
Seen a couple hunnit now we thirsty for some more
Doubling the backend
Yeah we really changed the score
Yeah

Yeah we dripping
Yeah we dripping out da store
Racking all this money wasn't splurging when we poor
Seen a couple thousand now we thirsty for some more
Tripling the backend
Yeah we really changed the score
Yeah

Got up off my ass look at da Digi Dash
I'm switching all these lanes
Hop to god I don't not crash
Always first place
I could never come in last
Mommy told me slow down
But can't help living Fast
Yeah

We going super fast
We did the Digi Dash
I Ketchum on da money
Niggas thinking that I'm Ash
All this paper rubbing
Yeah its building up a rash
Yeah my future got some money
Like I'm playing up some mash
Oh yeah I'm gonna make it
Oh yeah I'm gonna shine
Im balling on like Im Kobe on these niggas in my prime
Every minute cost a dollar so I cannot waste no time
Im in love with the blues
Yeah dat money on my mind

Got money on my mind
All I dream about is blue faces
I'm only with the family
Ion fuck around with new faces

Two tone AP yeah dat shit
Be moving two faced
Build up these knots
Like I'm tying
On some shoe laces

Yeah we dripping
Yeah we dripping out da store
Racking all this money was splurging when we poor
Seen a couple hunnit now we thirsty for some more
Doubling the backend
Yeah we really changed the score
Yeah!

Yeah we dripping
Yeah we dripping out da store
Racking all this money wasn't splurging when we poor
Seen a couple thousand now we thirsty for some more
Tripling the backend
Yeah we really changed the score
Yeah



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Writer(s): Michael Shacklewood
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