DINERO (feat. Evergotlost & Infinityisdead)

They been staring conversate like who that in the cut
I be the one walk in the building they like oh my god it's mob
Pussy really thought he had me beat but I came back just to fuck shit up
Like run it up
bust it up
40 round glock and I keep it tucked

Like shit god dam
Clutch in watch me drift this shit
Going 100 in my lane while she suck my dick
Finna come up on a bag while I up this blick
Why u acting like a snitch like riddle me shit
Got him feeling kinda dumb cause I fucked his bitch
Making money from the jump like I sell big bricks
On the mic I'm a flu cause I'm way too sick
Bitch I'm never gone fold cause I been like this

(ay, ay)
I'm picking pockets
I hit and drop em
Talk shit I pop him
Swing back then sock him
Cock back I shot him
Lay flat in coffin
This bitch she gothic
My flow atomic
My girl exotic
Flow supersonic
I get it popping
Like dam I be sicko
Headshot get popped like a pimple
I'm a go slide go kill that simple

Like whoah
Bitch you a hoe
Making my money and rolling up dough
Fuck up a bag now she liking my flow
And she talk about love told her get out my home
No cap this hoe really caked up
Face up
Bad lil bitch still pretty with no makeup
Ace up
Got a big bank and I'm stacking up paper
Get it right back got a red beam laser

Wait, tell me again,
I ain't heard what you said
Got a spliff to my lips
And a bottle to sip
I've been stuntin', fuckin', runnin' up a couple hunnid thousand
Pockets pushing pounds and often Make a sound of cha-ching
What's on my wrist?
You see baby ba-bling
Prominent figure
With prominent figures
I keep it pushing like a trigger finger
I don't wanna piece
Of other's dinner -
I want the whole plate
Call up the martians
To take me away
Go hit the bank and
Deposit a safe's worth
I'm in the crib with
My blunt and my paper
Fuck is you sayin'?
Bitch, stay in yo lane
Call up the martians
To take me away
Go hit the bank and
Deposit a safe's worth
I'm in the crib with my blunt and my paper, Mob

On my way to meet the devil at the crossroads
I been searching for him ever since I fucking lost hope
Where did all the time go?
I wish that I could make it slow down
It just keeps passing me by
Like a sign on the highway
But I don't ever read them, cuz I'd rather do it my way
My life been a blur, moving way too fast for time frames

Better take a flic you can keep it in your minds eye
125 when I ride like I'm tryna die
Smoking on a big 3.5 in a backwood
Need it, Want it, Did it, Had too
No limitations there's nothing I cant do
Ion wanna fuck with no bitch that's ran through

(OUU)
Ain't felt like this in a minute
Cooking I'm whipping I'm chef in the kitchen
Hop on the track spit it hot like a skillet
Boil the oil then throw in the chicken

(Like everyday mufucka, you ain't even know. It's 301, or nothing.)

They been staring conversate like who that in the cut
I be the one walk in the building they like oh my god it's mob
Pussy really thought he had me beat but I came back just to fuck shit up
Like run it up
bust it up
40 round glock and I keep it tucked