a money tree

Went out into the field and grew me a money tree
Got a bitch bigga than Black Rambo's, sweep ya feet
I been tried to fuck the thot, but she stay on D
Funny how I'm first place, 'cause ya gang on E

Got it from the flea market and I'm still on flee
Caught a nigga Jaywalkin' and I hit em' wit' a fee
G's are Us! You ain't gettin' in fa' free
Think
Will I buss fa' you come up on my scene
He, got done dirty so I had to get em' cleaned
Oh
That's yo shorty, ain't gon' say she's fo' the team
Cause if I went and did that shit my nigga wouldn't it be mean
Like if I pulled up on ya block and served ya auntie like a fiend
Wouldn't you look at me differently
Could you look pass allem P's
Ya look hard enough I could've had a felony
"Mr. King vs the Court", nigga it was only me
It was only me nigga
Doin' allem thangs nigga
Obtainin' allem gains nigga
You know, you know, gettin' allem rangs you know
Avengers no End Game nigga
You know how we gettin' in it mane
Why this nigga laughin'
Cause I'm gettin' money
Why da bitch naggin'
His dick game stuck on nothin'
Why the nigga braggin'
Gotta account for some
Why ya shawty happy
Cause to me she ain't me nothin'
Only me know when I'm bluffin'
Got the Smino for the cuffin'
Got the bingo for the fuckin'
I'm a hero ain't no duckin'
You a lil' ass muhfuckin' mole
Got cooked up, last time a nigga touched the stove

Went out into the field and grew me a money tree
Got a bitch bigga than Black Rambo's, sweep ya feet
I been tried to fuck the thot, but she stay on D
Funny how I'm first place, 'cause ya gang on E



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Writer(s): Anthony King Jr
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