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ji beats - money callin' (ft. trezmane & yung deco) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
all these n_ggas be buggin’. asking me for sh_t, asking me for handouts, asking me for sauce, asking how to do this, asking how to do that. n_gga, f_ck off my sh_t. you ain’t getting sh_t. you gotta give me 500. i need 500 at least, and it’s another 500 after that, cuz i didn’t get the first payment, & then another 500, & then another

[hook]
oh sh_t, its the money callin’
bands dropping too the floor, they just keep fallin’
spending racks everyday, & ima keep ballin’
left the scale at home, gotta eye ball it
feds knocking on the wrong door, i got a vpn
another ssn, had to make another cpn
n_gga you ain’t vip, n_gga you can’t get in
five racks on my fit b_tch, i don’t fit in
wearing palm angels еveryday, but i keep sinning
new dumps evеryday, god d_mn, them sh_ts be hitting
you ain’t got no real vendor that’s why your sh_t be missing
i tried to teach my ex b_tch but she ain’t wanna listen

i just picked up a pack, i don’t even know the strain
got some head from a groupie, i don’t even know her name
i’m high and poured up, d_mn, swerving in every lane
finessed a n_gga out his sh_t, he was new to the game
i could tell that n_gga ain’t on nun, i could tell he was lame
god d_mn i’m dozing off, i don’t know what i’m saying
i’m sippin’ on some tech, hmm, gotta put it in some sprite
these 5.56’s go through your body, take your life
i see stars in my whip even when it’s not night
i got my shooter to the side so there’s no need to fight
my n_ggas gon’ slide even when they know it’s not right
they pull up 30 round clip, & a red dot sight
trap door like taco tuesday, lined outside, it looks like (?)
send sh_lls, knock the beef out that boy burrito
& take that money like its nachos (not yours)
i’m bout’ my cheese like cheetos
b_tch shut the f_ck up, i know you see me on the phone money callin’
i wake up everyday just to flex on broke n_ggas, my main hobby
wake up everyday just to ball on n_ggas change my name to
play for keeps, i’m ball hogging (?)

wake up everyday, put that sh_t on, d_mn i’m fresh as f_ck
true religion with the gl!ck on me, come & test your luck
swerving foreigns, bending corners, my main hobby
getting money, the other hobby, leave a broke hoe in the d_mn lobby
i’m on dnd lil b_tch, sorry
(?) that b_tch salty
my whip came with a remote control like atari
d_mn i dress better than a barbie
man i’m high as the f_ck, i could free fall
parachute better match my drawls
told em’ kiss my ass, i’m ballin’
money on my wrist, a faucet

[hook]
oh sh_t, its the money callin’
bands dropping too the floor, they just keep fallin’
spending racks everyday, & ima keep ballin’
left the scale at home, gotta eye ball it
feds knocking on the wrong door, i got a vpn
another ssn, had to make another cpn
n_gga you ain’t vip, n_gga you can’t get in
five racks on my fit b_tch, i don’t fit in
wearing palm angels everyday, but i keep sinning
new dumps everyday, god d_mn, them sh_ts be hitting
you ain’t got no real vendor that’s why your sh_t be missing
i tried to teach my ex b_tch but she ain’t wanna listen

- ji beats

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