Dirty Money Boy'z (feat. CARTELL BABY)

I told brodie hop in, we bout to do a mission they say he a demon
I'm about to turn him christian watch his body glitch, on the floor that nigga ain't listen, drop the lo'
Ay, ay, ay bitch can't even hit my line, if she ain't DTF

Big chop, big glock, it's aiming at your neck call trell, get on your ass, and you a EMS
Jugging niggas for a passion, like I play with tec's
But I ain't fucking with these bitches, cause I play the test

But I been always on the road, my mama know I'm best
But I can't stop what I be doing, I ain't taking rest
Attach the switch up on the stick, my baby clutching mac
Y'all niggas rapping, what y'all do up in your head, that's cap

Put the pistol on him, I want it all, where the safe?
Say he looking for me, I'm round the city making pape
I told brodie, cut his head, I got a hundred on your case
Say he really haven finna, scam his ass, he go through chase

Say he really haven finna, scam his ass, he go through chase
Young nigga changing for some money, leave his ass alone
I ain't fucking with these bitches, just be on patron
But I done made it to this point, ain't even make it home

But I'm chilling with a baddie, and she got a blick
She told me I can't never leave her, cause she clutching sticks
But I told her, baby, chill, I don't know that bitch
Ay, ay, ay bitch can't even hit my line, if she ain't DTF

Big chop, big glock, it's aiming at your neck
Call trell, get on your ass, and you an EMS
Jugging niggas for a passion, like I play with tec's
Put the pistol on him, I want it all, where the safe?

Say he looking for me, I'm round the city making pape
I told brodie, cut his head, I got a hundred on your case
Say he really haven finna, scam his ass, he go through chase