Margiela (feat. CFNbraylin)
I am too goated I really can't sell
Switch on the gang and you goin to hell
If my brothers locked up then we makin the bail
And if he talkin down then we send him to hell
I got the money on me you can tell
I just been trappin like I was Tarell
And if he got an issue knock him like a nail
I just been trappin the cash in the bank
I just been smokin dat musty it stank
You a fuck boy give a fuck bout yo ranks
I just been sippin this dirty
Lil nigga you sad you need some bitches, aye
I got the fire on me like a tank
I got the money on me like the bank
And I'm trying not to get wordy
Trappin since 11:30
The money on me got no worries
Ima make him fly like a birdie
Ima get that money in a hurry
Money on me I don't know what do with it
I just might throw it all in the bank
If it's sink or swim I do not know about you
But I'm about to make everyone go head and sink
I'm bout to count up the M's in the bank
Allergy, Braylin we goated like aye
Money 2 Easy I don't see the problem
Cause I keep getting this money like aye
I am too goated I really can't sell
Switch on the gang and you goin to hell
If my brothers locked up then we makin the bail
And if he talkin down then we send him to hell
I got the money on me you can tell
I just been trappin like I was Tarell
And if he got an issue knock him like a nail
This hoe wanna argue we gettin into it
Uppin and bussin you know how we do it
Don't argue with niggas let out with that fluid
You can talk down on me get hit with dis tooley
This hoe wanna fuck like we shootin a movie
I rock designer she rock bad and boujee
She up in the mood so I'm eating the coochie
Yellow shit back it look like some doodie
All of my niggas they geeked on my Glock
If you run up on them I swear u get popped
Move around do the cha cha
And I do my diddy I'll never stop
If girl dick get sucked we poppin his top
Don't get out yo body you will make you flop
Yah that's my hoe yeah I got her on lock
Up this Glock let out 50 shots
...
I am too goated I really can't sell
Switch on the gang and you goin to hell
If my brothers locked up then we makin the bail
And if he talkin down then we send him to hell
I got the money on me you can tell
I just been trappin like I was Tarell
And if he got an issue knock him like a nail
Switch on the gang and you goin to hell
If my brothers locked up then we makin the bail
And if he talkin down then we send him to hell
I got the money on me you can tell
I just been trappin like I was Tarell
And if he got an issue knock him like a nail
I just been trappin the cash in the bank
I just been smokin dat musty it stank
You a fuck boy give a fuck bout yo ranks
I just been sippin this dirty
Lil nigga you sad you need some bitches, aye
I got the fire on me like a tank
I got the money on me like the bank
And I'm trying not to get wordy
Trappin since 11:30
The money on me got no worries
Ima make him fly like a birdie
Ima get that money in a hurry
Money on me I don't know what do with it
I just might throw it all in the bank
If it's sink or swim I do not know about you
But I'm about to make everyone go head and sink
I'm bout to count up the M's in the bank
Allergy, Braylin we goated like aye
Money 2 Easy I don't see the problem
Cause I keep getting this money like aye
I am too goated I really can't sell
Switch on the gang and you goin to hell
If my brothers locked up then we makin the bail
And if he talkin down then we send him to hell
I got the money on me you can tell
I just been trappin like I was Tarell
And if he got an issue knock him like a nail
This hoe wanna argue we gettin into it
Uppin and bussin you know how we do it
Don't argue with niggas let out with that fluid
You can talk down on me get hit with dis tooley
This hoe wanna fuck like we shootin a movie
I rock designer she rock bad and boujee
She up in the mood so I'm eating the coochie
Yellow shit back it look like some doodie
All of my niggas they geeked on my Glock
If you run up on them I swear u get popped
Move around do the cha cha
And I do my diddy I'll never stop
If girl dick get sucked we poppin his top
Don't get out yo body you will make you flop
Yah that's my hoe yeah I got her on lock
Up this Glock let out 50 shots
...
I am too goated I really can't sell
Switch on the gang and you goin to hell
If my brothers locked up then we makin the bail
And if he talkin down then we send him to hell
I got the money on me you can tell
I just been trappin like I was Tarell
And if he got an issue knock him like a nail
Credits
Writer(s): Darnell R Smith
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