Money Marathon
Energy, man, why you do that, man
What's good, Energy
Ooh, Sav killed it
What's poppin', Sav
Okay, I got a full-body op stick, with 30 rounds up in the chamber
If you don't believe I got it on me, just come inside and check the hangers
I'm hearing niggas fear the guys, we some bloodstainers
OTG and 27, we the ones them money gainers (ok)
Off whites on my feet, call me Money Mike
My flip phone ain't ringing like an hour, I'm about to grab the rice
Shorty questioning my double cup, baby, this is sprite (yellow)
And in the dreams, you know we clutching on them double pipes
I took a lil' break, but now I'm coming back in
They sleeping on that boy Ty2Solid, that's my evil twin
Better watch your girl around me, she like to go skin to skin
With a 45., you let a couple shots, and let the devil in
And now I'm back up in that one bag, what's up, who wanna do sum
If that whistle blow, the demons coming out, we on a spruce run
Shorty ask me if I'm feeling her, I like them two-tone
I ain't worried about that one broke boy he a lil' chump
You know I'm always in the camera, cause I'm showing off my fit (let's go)
She ask me why my bag so heavy, sum light is just a brick (come on)
Hawk 'em down we waiting till he trip, I'm pullin' out that switch (yellow)
I just drop this one for y'all, finna go clock out on my shift
Shit I ain't done, every time I leave, I got a different face
Finna drop a lil' more, then I'm closing up my case
Off the grid, never see my head and never left a trace
Bag full off that, I don't know, I took that shit to space tho
Okay, I got a full-body op stick, with 30 rounds up in the chamber
If you don't believe I got it on me, just come inside and check the hangers
I'm hearing niggas fear the guys, we some bloodstainers
OTG and 27, we the ones them money gainers
He said he wanted to shoot, had to ask him in what kind of way
It don't matter what the whip is, just know we still gon' race
Every time I leave the crib, the world gon' see a different face
Had to run shorty pockets, just in case she had to chase
I was finna be a scammer, then I saw I get the better money
No rehearsing, I just put the headphones on and talk funny
The heat went through his stomach, now he walkin' up holdin' his tummy
Thought I quit music, then I came back with a banger dummy
OTG, 27
Slaughter troop
We the guys, lil' nigga
Mari
Yeah
What's good, Energy
Ooh, Sav killed it
What's poppin', Sav
Okay, I got a full-body op stick, with 30 rounds up in the chamber
If you don't believe I got it on me, just come inside and check the hangers
I'm hearing niggas fear the guys, we some bloodstainers
OTG and 27, we the ones them money gainers (ok)
Off whites on my feet, call me Money Mike
My flip phone ain't ringing like an hour, I'm about to grab the rice
Shorty questioning my double cup, baby, this is sprite (yellow)
And in the dreams, you know we clutching on them double pipes
I took a lil' break, but now I'm coming back in
They sleeping on that boy Ty2Solid, that's my evil twin
Better watch your girl around me, she like to go skin to skin
With a 45., you let a couple shots, and let the devil in
And now I'm back up in that one bag, what's up, who wanna do sum
If that whistle blow, the demons coming out, we on a spruce run
Shorty ask me if I'm feeling her, I like them two-tone
I ain't worried about that one broke boy he a lil' chump
You know I'm always in the camera, cause I'm showing off my fit (let's go)
She ask me why my bag so heavy, sum light is just a brick (come on)
Hawk 'em down we waiting till he trip, I'm pullin' out that switch (yellow)
I just drop this one for y'all, finna go clock out on my shift
Shit I ain't done, every time I leave, I got a different face
Finna drop a lil' more, then I'm closing up my case
Off the grid, never see my head and never left a trace
Bag full off that, I don't know, I took that shit to space tho
Okay, I got a full-body op stick, with 30 rounds up in the chamber
If you don't believe I got it on me, just come inside and check the hangers
I'm hearing niggas fear the guys, we some bloodstainers
OTG and 27, we the ones them money gainers
He said he wanted to shoot, had to ask him in what kind of way
It don't matter what the whip is, just know we still gon' race
Every time I leave the crib, the world gon' see a different face
Had to run shorty pockets, just in case she had to chase
I was finna be a scammer, then I saw I get the better money
No rehearsing, I just put the headphones on and talk funny
The heat went through his stomach, now he walkin' up holdin' his tummy
Thought I quit music, then I came back with a banger dummy
OTG, 27
Slaughter troop
We the guys, lil' nigga
Mari
Yeah
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Writer(s): Omari Sanchez
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