Greed

Doomshop motherfucker
Doomshop motherfucker

More money, capper holding out on more money
So funny, bitches try to test, it's so funny
More money, capper holding out on more money
So funny, bitches try to test, it's so funny

T-toted up, got blickies on me
Bitch, I think you fuckin' phony
I don't give a fuck lil' homie
Brought my gat, now show me money
Coming from the underworld, my body holds a demon
Heard you screaming for a break, I don't think anyone could take

I'm a beast, I'm a foe
I'm the one you saw before
Don't be greedy with your life
Heard it right, I think I might
Come rumble with some buckos
Sea of people, I'm in trouble
'Bout to burst your fuckin' bubble
Now we stuck up in a muddle

More money, capper holding out on more money
So funny, bitches try to test, it's so funny
More money, capper holding out on more money
So funny, bitches try to test, it's so funny

I cannot resist, re- reminiscing 'bout that big ol' stack
Heart attack, now you landed here, you better watch your back
Who, who are you?
Who the fuck I'm talkin' to?
I can see your dirty face, you lookin' like a damn disgrace

Never-never have I lost it, got a blicky in my pocket
Better open up and watch it, there's a pocket watch I dropped it
And my partner picked it up and gave it to me as a gift
What's the time?
I never miss, while she sucking on my dick

Mo-more money, capper holding out on more money
So funny, bitches try to test, it's so funny
More money, capper holding out on more money
So funny, bitches try to test, it's so funny

Doomshop motherfucker
Doomshop motherfucker



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Chassels
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