Backend Freestyle

(Zekaj)
Muney (JohnnyTurnItUp)
Too much money
Whole lotta money
Huh, let me pop it real quick
Y'all gon' think I'm bragging, hold on

I told my bitch to get to stepping, don't do good with attitudes
You know I'm Muney, married to money
Me and my money compatible (Yeah)
I know my jeweler bought a house off me, he showed me gratitude
Got all these freak hoes tryna eat me like a big ol' bag of food
I'm servin' Gushers, my neck look like Gushers
Come learn how to hustle (Come on)
Don't need mustard
Told them niggas catch up or go take some cover (Get low)
Get in my way, for sure you gon' get shit on you for showing trouble
Nigga play, for sure you gon' get spinned on, get shot at the buzzer
I've been trapping, pockets full of cabbage, more racks than your papi
My bitch mad that I've been showing my ass
Got this ho wanna stab me (Damn)
She was classy, but she met the Muney, I turned this ho ratchet (Yeah)
Let me put dope in the cabinets, anywhere we go, she nasty (Yeah)
Every dope boy wanna ice his wrist and go fuck on a bad bitch (Yeah)
Put that shit on, like I'm hitting the promo
'Bout to hit a package (Yeah, yeah)
I've been balling, make sure my team balling
I get the ball and pass it (Let's go)
I'm not sorry, if you think I'm bragging
Hell yeah, bitch, I'm bragging (Bitch)

Ayy, I made it out the place where most these niggas in a casket
I ain't going, I can't go, this choppa gon' blow like a dragon (Hot)
I've been humble, playing it cool
But them lil' boys thought I was slacking
Yeah, I've been chasing these millions
I want bodies and want backends (Yeah)
Yeah, I've been chasing these millions
I want bodies and want backends (Yeah)
When that rap check come, I'm trapping
"Til the opps die, I'ma have it
Know these niggas wanna whack me, everywhere I go, I bag it (Bitch)
My ho know I'm chasing backends
When I'm done, I break her back end (Yeah)

My bitch keep calling 'cause she want a bankroll
Her pussy water, I'm doing a backstroke (Yeah)
My pockets fat as a fat ho
I keep on hustling, I can't let my racks get low
Come to your spot, have my bag at the door (My bag)
I trap at every hood, I got everywhere sold
Two or three days I got everything sold (Trap, trap)
Pick up that big, then I hit the road
Too many hustles, I do it all
I know how to get it, I'm really versatile
I want a billion, I just gotta work a while
Fuck your lil' deal, I made that off serving pounds (Haha)
Don't listen to that shit niggas be capping 'bout
Don't listen to that shit niggas be rapping 'bout
Water my jewelry, I ain't wearing no hand me downs
I grew up hustling, I never been in the trap and would stand around
It wasn't no front end, it wasn't no heading out
I made a rap career out an abandoned house
Look at my neck, this shit look like candy now (Ice)
Now I do shows and pick up them backends
Don't do no shows and I'm still get them backends
Long as I'm breathing, I still can get packs in
Do what I wanna do, I'm a rich black man, yeah

Huh, yeah, yeah
Do what I wanna do, I'm a rich black man, haha
Young nigga getting them backends
Muney, Muney