MoneyTalks

Pull to the block open up shop

Yea married to the money
New bitch on the way
If he a fuck nigga hit him close range
First I pull up then i let that door swang
Smoking on that thunder
Got that shit from zeus
Ain't no white flags
Ain't no calling truths
Chris tucker how that money talk
Charlie sheen how that money talk
Dont say a thing let that money talk

I don't need no introduction
I like me a bougie bitch
Her food don't like it touching
Terpenes on my tongue
It get to dance this shit bussin
Watch out who you kick it with
They switching up for nothing
Hold up Im smelling some money
Zelle just dropped
Open up the shop
Drip deadstock
2 Bitches lip lock
I ain't never folden
Fuck you thought this was
In the mob I trust
But in this glock i'll buss

Yea married to the money
New bitch on the way
If he a fuck nigga hit him close range
First I pull up then i let that door swang
Smoking on that thunder
Got that shit from zeus
Ain't no white flags
Ain't no calling truths
Chris tucker how that money talk
Charlie sheen how that money talk
Don't say a thing let that money talk

I need to talk to somebody I'm seeing dead people
She italian and crazy but the head lethal
I'm on the north where they wear ar's
Like a cuban link
Fox 5 they want yo face on it
With rip
Im off this pressure seeing diamonds
Exhale
We cutting tongue on the mob
Who they tell
Got location on that money
On the way
Fuck all that talkin
They gone pull where you stay

Yea married to the money
New bitch on the way
If he a fuck nigga hit him close range
First I pull up then I let that door swang
Smoking on that thunder
Got that shit from zeus
Ain't no white flags
Ain't no calling truths
Chris tucker how that money talk
Charlie sheen how that money talk
Dont say a thing let that money talk



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Writer(s): Darius Cohen
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