FTMU

Fuckin' the money up
 Feel like I ain't done enough
 Come get your bitch back
 I sent her to DR for tummy tuck
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 Hitmaka
 Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!
 Fuckin' the money up
 Feel like I ain't done enough
 Come get your bitch back
 I sent her to DR for tummy tuck
 Ride with the big strap
 We let it go, we don't give a fuck
 I ain't with the chit-chat
 We let it go, we don't give a fuck
 Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up
 Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up
 Ride with the big strap
 We let it go, we don't give a fuck
 Come get your bitch back
 Sent her to DR for tummy tuck
 Fuckin' the money up
 Pickin' your honey up
 We got that new vibe
 For hunnids who (?)
 Like it with no mileage
 Montega Don Dada
 (?) and sunflowers
 Residue, gunpowder
 Neck full of blood diamonds
 Run it up, run it up, run it up
 Talkin' you did it, you ain't done enough
 Talking with spend that we double up
 Sniper then leave you to cuddle up
 Came with the load then I left him a tap
 Left with a suit and I came with a mask
 Talkin' the plug, I'm the socket
 Caught off the rebound like Rodman
 Chemist, I'm cookin' up
 My dog, he hooded up
 For a ten piece they'll shoot your head off
 Skully and suit like Sam Ross
 Nah, homie, never, we ain't the same, different tax brackets
 Crisscross niggas playin' games, ass backwards
 Fuckin' the money up
 Feel like I ain't done enough
 Come get your bitch back
 I sent her to DR for tummy tuck
 Ride with the big strap
 We let it go, we don't give a fuck
 I ain't with the chit-chat
 We let it go, we don't give a fuck
 Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up
 Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up
 Ride with the big strap
 We let it go, we don't give a fuck
 Come get your bitch back
 Sent her to DR for tummy tuck
 Montana!
 Copped me a Mulsanne
 Top of the food chain
 Blocks to the Forbes list
 Suckers they forfeit
 (Ooh he on)
 Shawty is topless
 (Prove me wrong)
 Every summer we droppin'
 (Do me wrong)
 Fuck all the gossip
 Ayy, stepped it up couple of notches
 Ayy, this on my wall a Picasso
 Lion face or the Medusa
 Came in the club with the Uzi
 First year made the varsity
 Mama done raised a boss with her
 First year like, "Yeah, who?" Montana
 KKK like Klu Klux Klan
 First nigga play, that's click, click, bang
 Strapped from the get, niggas gettin' no change
 Fuckin' the money up, drop head when it's sunny up
 Get them hoes in the loop now
 Got killers in a suit now
 I cook up pure with no soda
 Baking diamonds flash like Kodak
 Take it, bitch, free Kodak
 Montana that nigga, you know that
 Fuckin' the money up
 Feel like I ain't done enough
 Come get your bitch back
 I sent her to DR for tummy tuck
 Ride with the big strap
 We let it go, we don't give a fuck
 I ain't with the chit-chat
 We let it go, we don't give a fuck
 Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up
 Fuckin' the money up, fuckin' the money up
 Ride with the big strap
 We let it go, we don't give a fuck
 Come get your bitch back
 Sent her to DR for tummy tuck