Money Set (feat. Young Thug)

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Blatt, slatt
 
 It's a fuckin' money set nigga
 Blatt, nigga slatt, it's a fuckin' money set
 Rollies, AP's, and Pateks, rest in peace, I'm fresh to death
 Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella dick
 It get cold where I'm from, lil' baby send your measurements, hey
 Shout out to your ex 'cause y'all won't never meet again
 She done went gang on these lames, she don't need no fuckin' friends
 First time she put that pussy on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
 You wanna talk to her, lil' nigga gotta have an M (Young Jefe holmes)
 Jefe the name, fuck other theories
 You say you gang, you with the conspiracy (Gang gang)
 Quality jewelry, your shit is blurry (Bling bling)
 I catch a charge, they killin' the jury
 My swag be so clean but I'm sippin' the dirty
 Pull up to the scene and them niggas get scary
 I do it for Mally, I do it for 30
 Street nigga for life but this shit ain't gon' bury me
 40 bands in my jeans and you know they Amiri
 20 bands in when a nigga get near me
 Shawty keep asking me questions like Siri
 'Cause she ain't gettin' the message, that's clearly
 I like to show out lil' bitches especially
 You gotta show me that niggas can't catch you
 Girl my apologies that I can't flex you
 You know that I was a G when I met you
 A lot of bands, lot of dogs, it's a fuckin' major flex
 I make the gang go shoot some opps and spray a fuckin' hater next
 Oh yeah I'm this bitch with Flare and it's a fuckin' money set
 Boy if you play with that GG, ain't no fuckin' comin' back, ayy
 Blatt, nigga slatt, it's a fuckin' money set
 Rollies, AP's, and Pateks, rest in peace, I'm fresh to death
 Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella dick
 It get cold where I'm from, lil' baby send your measurements, hey
 Shout out to your ex 'cause y'all won't never meet again
 She done went gang on these lames, she don't need no fuckin' friends
 First time she put that pussy on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
 You wanna talk to her, lil' nigga gotta have an M
 This mud on my ho, this mud on my dawgs
 This bitch want some score to put in her nose
 She say that this dick taste like candy
 Put some Laffy Taffys, it get hard then it's soft
 Under to the coat, that was just cocked, cocked
 Pop it on all of you opps
 I don't wanna pour up, but I got crop
 Fly as a broom, my diamonds no mop, yeah
 Hit my dawg with a brick like he Deebo, oh yeah
 My red gator out the swamp like mosquitos, oh yeah
 Got that pump in the front of that peephole, oh yeah
 Only time I ride the jetski's to catch hoes, oh yeah, uh (All the time)
 Perpetratin', ridin' in that Lambo on that Tesla, ooh
 Slam a bitch back, I done gone sumo, I'm a wrestler, ooh
 Take that Perc', 20 minutes later I load Beretta, ooh
 Eiffel tower on my chest, that cost me cheddar, ooh
 Blatt, nigga slatt, it's a fuckin' money set
 Rollies, AP's, and Pateks, rest in peace, I'm fresh to death
 Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella dick
 It get cold where I'm from, lil' baby send your measurements, hey
 Shout out to your ex 'cause y'all won't never meet again
 She done went gang on these lames, she don't need no fuckin' friends
 First time she put that pussy on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
 
 Blatt, slatt
 
 It's a fuckin' money set nigga
 Blatt, nigga slatt, it's a fuckin' money set
 Rollies, AP's, and Pateks, rest in peace, I'm fresh to death
 Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella dick
 It get cold where I'm from, lil' baby send your measurements, hey
 Shout out to your ex 'cause y'all won't never meet again
 She done went gang on these lames, she don't need no fuckin' friends
 First time she put that pussy on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
 You wanna talk to her, lil' nigga gotta have an M (Young Jefe holmes)
 Jefe the name, fuck other theories
 You say you gang, you with the conspiracy (Gang gang)
 Quality jewelry, your shit is blurry (Bling bling)
 I catch a charge, they killin' the jury
 My swag be so clean but I'm sippin' the dirty
 Pull up to the scene and them niggas get scary
 I do it for Mally, I do it for 30
 Street nigga for life but this shit ain't gon' bury me
 40 bands in my jeans and you know they Amiri
 20 bands in when a nigga get near me
 Shawty keep asking me questions like Siri
 'Cause she ain't gettin' the message, that's clearly
 I like to show out lil' bitches especially
 You gotta show me that niggas can't catch you
 Girl my apologies that I can't flex you
 You know that I was a G when I met you
 A lot of bands, lot of dogs, it's a fuckin' major flex
 I make the gang go shoot some opps and spray a fuckin' hater next
 Oh yeah I'm this bitch with Flare and it's a fuckin' money set
 Boy if you play with that GG, ain't no fuckin' comin' back, ayy
 Blatt, nigga slatt, it's a fuckin' money set
 Rollies, AP's, and Pateks, rest in peace, I'm fresh to death
 Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella dick
 It get cold where I'm from, lil' baby send your measurements, hey
 Shout out to your ex 'cause y'all won't never meet again
 She done went gang on these lames, she don't need no fuckin' friends
 First time she put that pussy on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
 You wanna talk to her, lil' nigga gotta have an M
 This mud on my ho, this mud on my dawgs
 This bitch want some score to put in her nose
 She say that this dick taste like candy
 Put some Laffy Taffys, it get hard then it's soft
 Under to the coat, that was just cocked, cocked
 Pop it on all of you opps
 I don't wanna pour up, but I got crop
 Fly as a broom, my diamonds no mop, yeah
 Hit my dawg with a brick like he Deebo, oh yeah
 My red gator out the swamp like mosquitos, oh yeah
 Got that pump in the front of that peephole, oh yeah
 Only time I ride the jetski's to catch hoes, oh yeah, uh (All the time)
 Perpetratin', ridin' in that Lambo on that Tesla, ooh
 Slam a bitch back, I done gone sumo, I'm a wrestler, ooh
 Take that Perc', 20 minutes later I load Beretta, ooh
 Eiffel tower on my chest, that cost me cheddar, ooh
 Blatt, nigga slatt, it's a fuckin' money set
 Rollies, AP's, and Pateks, rest in peace, I'm fresh to death
 Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella dick
 It get cold where I'm from, lil' baby send your measurements, hey
 Shout out to your ex 'cause y'all won't never meet again
 She done went gang on these lames, she don't need no fuckin' friends
 First time she put that pussy on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
 

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03:09
Key
6
Tempo
135 BPM

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