No Money
Ayyyyy
(Yeah)
Say what?
It's washy baby
(Jelly, Aye, Jelly)
Had to learn the hard way you bitches ain't getting no money
Niggas ain't neither, they only got a lil show money
You Taking all these pictures, like we don't know that's yo bro money
Can tell a nigga don't really got it by how he show money
I'm just tryna really figure out what the fuck funny
Way I stomp all over these bitches'll make the streets bumpy
Yeah they call me Jelly my bread a make bitch crumby
Keep it cool cause niggas round my way a do some free dumping
Covid still here, I'm walking round with the mask off
These niggas half bitch and half pussy, I call em cat dog
The saying no cap, I wish I could tip my hats off
To niggas, but they ain't getting better so they get left off
Flip that shit around these niggas just mad they fell off
These niggas prolly tell all, just to go get a sell off
Yeah I keep it calm but try me & knock the switch off
Just cause her nigga rubbin on my skin she think a bitch soft
I'm allergic to these hoes see how a bitch cough
When I get to swinging yell fore, but it ain't golf
I'm the don
Y'all don't really understand though
Making bitches shit they draws me I go commando
Man to keep it 1 hun dun
Niggas be acting dumb dumb
I reached in my pocket for change, pulled out a lumpsome
Been thumbing through money so long, my damn thumb numb
& you thought you could keep up wit me? Are you a dumb dumb?
If he ain't eatin the box he can't deliver nun
When he in it he say ohh like he remember sum
You niggas all up in my face what I'm familiar sum
Know ima step I get em runnin like a telethon
Ice on me, I'll drip if it fuckin melt
I'm the coldest in this bitch if you couldn't tellllll
Your favorite rapper sound like somebody else
Pick of the litter like the liquor on the top of the shelf
I roll wit niggas who bang signs, woulda throught they was deaf
All I'm saying is act right before I make it go left
I'll get to stompin no kirk, I mean get poppin like percs
I pop outside they disperse
Lil girl you mug, you get murked
RVA TO THE LOU
TO EVERYBODY TELL ME WHATS POPPIN, what it do
We had to slow it down like screw
She was tight, til the liquor hit her right, now she loose
The liquor lay me down like mousse
Nah the liquor get me ratchet like zeus
314 to 804 the route
Back & forth you know we marchin like troops
(Yeah)
Say what?
It's washy baby
(Jelly, Aye, Jelly)
Had to learn the hard way you bitches ain't getting no money
Niggas ain't neither, they only got a lil show money
You Taking all these pictures, like we don't know that's yo bro money
Can tell a nigga don't really got it by how he show money
I'm just tryna really figure out what the fuck funny
Way I stomp all over these bitches'll make the streets bumpy
Yeah they call me Jelly my bread a make bitch crumby
Keep it cool cause niggas round my way a do some free dumping
Covid still here, I'm walking round with the mask off
These niggas half bitch and half pussy, I call em cat dog
The saying no cap, I wish I could tip my hats off
To niggas, but they ain't getting better so they get left off
Flip that shit around these niggas just mad they fell off
These niggas prolly tell all, just to go get a sell off
Yeah I keep it calm but try me & knock the switch off
Just cause her nigga rubbin on my skin she think a bitch soft
I'm allergic to these hoes see how a bitch cough
When I get to swinging yell fore, but it ain't golf
I'm the don
Y'all don't really understand though
Making bitches shit they draws me I go commando
Man to keep it 1 hun dun
Niggas be acting dumb dumb
I reached in my pocket for change, pulled out a lumpsome
Been thumbing through money so long, my damn thumb numb
& you thought you could keep up wit me? Are you a dumb dumb?
If he ain't eatin the box he can't deliver nun
When he in it he say ohh like he remember sum
You niggas all up in my face what I'm familiar sum
Know ima step I get em runnin like a telethon
Ice on me, I'll drip if it fuckin melt
I'm the coldest in this bitch if you couldn't tellllll
Your favorite rapper sound like somebody else
Pick of the litter like the liquor on the top of the shelf
I roll wit niggas who bang signs, woulda throught they was deaf
All I'm saying is act right before I make it go left
I'll get to stompin no kirk, I mean get poppin like percs
I pop outside they disperse
Lil girl you mug, you get murked
RVA TO THE LOU
TO EVERYBODY TELL ME WHATS POPPIN, what it do
We had to slow it down like screw
She was tight, til the liquor hit her right, now she loose
The liquor lay me down like mousse
Nah the liquor get me ratchet like zeus
314 to 804 the route
Back & forth you know we marchin like troops
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Writer(s): Joshua R Johnson
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