Money Talks

Put the bitch under don't aim for the feet shit I aim for blubber
It's a sheet for a nigga undercover brother six feet for a nigga if you minus plumbing
And you missing yo shot if I hear it coming
Why niggas went distant like misses Tubman why you niggas went missing like you went with Tubman
Why niggas on dick like you dick suckers bet the money don't talk like Chris Tucker
And the bitch still talk like the bitch russian never pulled out the strap and the bitch blushing
When I looked at the dash it was more than hundred never pulled out yo cash and was more than hundred
Never hopped off yo ass made 'nun to something when you hop off yo ass you make 'nun to shit
Never put in no work and was proud of something when you hop off yo ass I be proud of something

Can you hop off the game and be down with yo gang and be down for something instead of doing nothing
Stop showing the shit that you got from yo bitch it's a fact that these niggas ain't proving nothing
Came back to a shit full of pitiful of shit its a reason why bitches ain't good for nothing
What up with yo buzzin he broke and he bugging my dime is a dozen not cheaper by dozen
You bitches be blowing my shit and you niggas annoying as shit like scuffing my timbs
You niggas is bored as a bitch and you niggas is mad as a bitch you is nothing like him
Like fuck all the hate smoke a dick and the shit that you smoking you not really smoking like him
This shit can end sad as a bitch with the dramatic shit I'm concluding this shit to the end

I don't really get all the fuckery rolling a blunt for my country
The love that I get from a whole different county I went to the Army for no one to love to me
I went to his block for like no one to touch me I came in a hour like no need to rush me
And now the shit quite like don't interrupt me don't do double cross I just roll with dutches
Ain't drinking no Paul I just pop me a forty the shit a bad habit I learned from my uncle
You niggas can have it you 'bout to hit thirty it's nothing but tragic you niggas is done for
I can not imagine with nothing to live for I can not imagine me bagging a nympho
I can not imagine addressing the shit and then front like a bitch like ain't shit to be mad for

Don't aim for the feet bitch I aim for blubber it's a sheet for a nigga undercover brother
Six feet for a nigga if you minus plumbing and you missing yo shot if I hear it coming
Why you niggas went distant like misses Tubman why you niggas went missing like you went with Tubman
Why you niggas on dick like you dick suckers bet the money don't talk like Chris Tucker
And the bitch still talk like the bitch russian never pulled out strap and the bitch be blushing
When I looked at dash it was more than hundred never pulled out yo cash and was more than hundred
Never hopped off yo ass and made 'nun to something when you hop off yo ass you make 'nun to shit
If you hopped off yo ass I be proud of something