Jus Becuz (feat. MOMONEY VOD)

Cartier
MoMoney

I'm all about a buck
Gotta run it up and put that money up
I'm so optimistic
Ian got time for bitches
Less they trying to fuck
What the fuck is up
Heard his time is up
He running out of luck
Ian talking drugs
But my niggas having ice
Just like a hockey puck
The fuck is up
Nigga ain't gave me nun
I got it out the mud
I done got
Cross so many times I'm running out of love
I got blood I can't even trust
Keep that Glock because
Cause if you play
Ima wet em up just like a fucking tub

Yea yea yea
Came from dodging bullets (yea)
To thousand dollar hoodies (what)
Run up rackades with my dawg
Dem vod breeding bullies (uh)
Beat dat pussy up in the morning time
Vod be da bully
B30 when I walk down mad cus his bitch Dior'd me
My luck no 4 leaf (yeh)
Des niggas my son no Maury (yeh)
I can't tell des fuck niggas my whole life
Dey try to sell my story (nooo)
I was up trapping dem long nights
Now I'm in givenchy (uhh)
Vod feeling like he 10 feet (yeh)
Riding with ya bitch an I'm neck deep (ehhh)
You know I'm gone fuck if she let me (skrt)
An after that u know
I'm back to chasing racks like track meet
Living in this world of dodgeball
Hope them folks don't catch me
If the situation ain't got money involved
Then please detach me
What (yeah)

I'm all about a buck
Gotta run it up and put that money up
I'm so optimistic
Ian got time for bitches
Less they trying to fuck
What the fuck is up
Heard his time is up
He running out of luck
Ian talking drugs
But my niggas having ice
Just like a hockey puck
The fuck is up
Nigga ain't gave me nun
I got it out the mud
I done got
Cross so many times I'm running out of love
I got blood I can't even trust
Keep that Glock because
Cause if you play
Ima wet em up just like a fucking tub

AR 15 Glocks with the bean
Nun less than a nine (huh)
My diamonds lemonade
Yea they country time
If I had a choice, I rather be getting paid
Yea then doing time (getting cash)
Someway I can't tell on niggas to save some time
(I will not snitch)
Free jay cartier
He coming home just from a dime (free him)
On casamigo with my migos
We ain't drinking no wine (facts)
Shrooms got me activated
I'm trippy right now (momoney)
Her head gone decapitated
I'm taking her down
Niggas dead wrong
For blaming me that shit was wild (why they do that)
Go tell the teller that Ye make big deposits now
True to the game
They know ye don't need no membership
Ian talking Giannis
But watch how I Milwaukee on some trenchmen shit

I'm all about a buck
Gotta run it up and put that money up
I'm so optimistic
Ian got time for bitches
Less they trying to fuck
What the fuck is up
Heard his time is up
He running out of luck
Ian talking drugs
But my niggas having ice
Just like a hockey puck
The fuck is up
Nigga ain't gave me nun
I got it out the mud
I done got
Cross so many times I'm running out of love
I got blood I can't even trust
Keep that Glock because
Cause if you play
Ima wet em up just like a fucking tub

Don't trip out Ye
Don't trip out Ye
Don't trip out Ye
Don't trip out Ye



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Writer(s): Jervod Jarvis
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