Mpg
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying nigga
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying nigga
I am in the dopest kicks
With the dopest chick
You smoking dope, that's if
You on the bogus shit, bitch, I run around town on that mogul shit
Trying to start a TV company like Oprah, shit
Here we go again, sitting all high
Bitch, you know how low I been
Climbing back to the top of that totem, him
Took a second to acknowledge all the smoke I in
Haled, blew it out, check my glowing skin
Handsome motherfucker
Catch me out Harlem throw them panties
At the Rucker and I'm taking niggas bitches
I ain't even tryna touch them, oh lawd
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying nigga
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying nigga
It's nice outside, yea, the sun out
Drigga irritated, quick to pull his gun out
I'm a different kind of strain, if you got smoke
Big Drigga, Shake the Room like I'm Pop Smoke
Pull 'em out the car, when he pop door
We been watching for a week, we know you got dough
We know about the stash house from an insider
We know your baby mama, drive a Pathfinder
The policy is no hands
Throw away money for a body, niggas blow bands
I don't fuck with beef, I just go ham
I'm a big steppa, no toe jam
Extorting drug dealers no trap
Easy fifty bricks no cap
Fish fell flat with no flap
Hehehehehehehe
SnapSuit Xrazy, that's no cap
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying nigga
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying nigga
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying nigga
I am in the dopest kicks
With the dopest chick
You smoking dope, that's if
You on the bogus shit, bitch, I run around town on that mogul shit
Trying to start a TV company like Oprah, shit
Here we go again, sitting all high
Bitch, you know how low I been
Climbing back to the top of that totem, him
Took a second to acknowledge all the smoke I in
Haled, blew it out, check my glowing skin
Handsome motherfucker
Catch me out Harlem throw them panties
At the Rucker and I'm taking niggas bitches
I ain't even tryna touch them, oh lawd
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying nigga
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying nigga
It's nice outside, yea, the sun out
Drigga irritated, quick to pull his gun out
I'm a different kind of strain, if you got smoke
Big Drigga, Shake the Room like I'm Pop Smoke
Pull 'em out the car, when he pop door
We been watching for a week, we know you got dough
We know about the stash house from an insider
We know your baby mama, drive a Pathfinder
The policy is no hands
Throw away money for a body, niggas blow bands
I don't fuck with beef, I just go ham
I'm a big steppa, no toe jam
Extorting drug dealers no trap
Easy fifty bricks no cap
Fish fell flat with no flap
Hehehehehehehe
SnapSuit Xrazy, that's no cap
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying nigga
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta pain (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta game (yup)
Whole lotta money, a whole lotta flames
We the realest in the motherfucking game, fuck you saying
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Writer(s): Dwight Bailey Jr.
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