Money Jump

Whole hood love me I get this how thumping the run up to me
Like the fist of the month
Weed to loud you can not turn it down
This shit right here might fuck up a lung
Gas high as hell bout 5 at the shell fuck around
Should have just voted for trump
Ball so hard don't know how to dunk
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This right here is that Skunk
I got a cup of the mud
Too many racks in my pocket if I pull this hoe out then it's finna flood
Bank roll noting but dubs
Y'all ain't nothing but scrubs
Think that he bright we gone knock out his lights
We gone aim the switch right at his bulb

Hunching a thick bitch
Scratch that a threesome
She bought her friend with
Think one a nail tech
Hot as hell on the E way in a hellcat
Post man droping it off how you mail that
5 Got behind me I hope he don't smell that
She is a 10 but she sleep on an air mat
We cannot beef boy sleep on a floor mat
Gang

Where is the Glock at
Boy Dumb as hell if he think we don't pop back
He got sum rack we gone go head and cop that
762 Out the drake got nock back
Damn I ment blow back
Big bread getter I was poor i can't go back
Off of that hen and on me where her throat at
Fucking her legs up in the air where the flow at
We hunching not caking don't know where yo hoe at

And I can keep going
Off of the pills and the drank and I promise I'm fucking ur BM till 4 in the morning

And I can keep going
Roll me an eighth of that runtz I hate to be blunt but you know I got to stay blowin

Don't know how to stunt
5k on me I'm fried like baloney Im sippin dat dirty serving strait from the pump

Big Bag chaser I never Been player
Y'all niggas keep hating blow some racks every month

Nigga my money jump