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mak sauce - bad investments lyrics
[intro: hunxho, mak sauce]
you know i wish sh_t up to god
i wish sh_t out to most
ey hunxho (what they talkin’ bout draco?)
it’s easy money
f_ck ’em n_gga!
[chorus: hunxho, mak sauce]
they’ll tell you spend the money
but won’t tell you to invest
they won’t ask you “is you good?”
but they’ll tell you they need help
lately i been out the mix
’cause i been working on myself
yeah, stacking up my paper
tryna ball like nfl did
if i’m ever wrong
baby make sure that you tell me
out here on my own
god, i don’t need no one to help me
i hope this sh_t audemars
‘member when you helped me (mommy!)
i welcomеd them with open arms
ain’t like mе to be selfish
[verse: hunxho, mak sauce]
like michael on that stadium
b_tches love me like i’m elvis
gun inside my pocket ain’t never on my pelvis
i got kids so i go hard
they can’t k!ll me, i got robbed
but it hit me in my heart, oh no
and i’ve been crying out loud
do you see me?
dear god, can you hear me?
i’m a thug, but treat her gently ohh
treat my hoes with care
i look back inside the trenches ohh
my heart filled up with air
i made a vow to all my children ohh
i’m always gon’ be there
i pull out swervin’, bend the curb
what the word is?
and i been splurgin’, on ’em all
do this all year
and i been workin’, workin since
like a bald yeah [?] (bah!)
the ho ain’t worth d_ck, she been goin’
heard they all is
[chorus: hunxho, mak sauce]
they’ll tell you spend the money
but won’t tell you to invest
they won’t ask you “is you good?”
but they’ll tell you they need help (fah!)
lately i been out the mix
’cause i been working on myself (yeahhh!)
yeah, stacking up my paper
tryna ball like nfl did (yeahhh!)
if i’m ever wrong
baby make sure that you tell me (yeahhh!)
out here on my own
god, i don’t need no one to help me (yeahhh!)
i hope this sh_t audemars
‘member when you helped me (you ready?)
i welcomed them with open arms
ain’t like me to be selfish (aight)
[ verse 2: mak sauce]
oh and to my momma “give a f_ck about a b_tch at all”
head rollin’ bad mixing xanny bars with adderall
if i’m, bettin’ on myself then f_ck it i’ll bet it all on blood n_gga
it’s the same real deal smoke with my blood cousin
smack a rapper catch a n_gga clap ’em yeah thats me
clutchin’ bad i’m at walmart with bl!cky in my jeans
i’ll up this b_tch in public leave some brains on aisle 3
and they know i’m big b l double o d
ecstasy after ecstasy like i’m beefin’ with sleep (n_gga)
everybody with me blew they gun
if you didn’t you can’t be with me
_
they’ll tell you spin the block
but they won’t tell you where i’m at
she said how you fit them 50 in them skinny pants
i said ’cause i’m used to riding dirty dirty dan!
oh what he said baka, baka!
how he like that then?
hunxho called my phone at 5:55
that means he a bl__dy guy
he know i’m a bl__dy guy
pull up on a hoe thick thigh
told her let it ride
like talkin’ b_tches with vanilla
can’t really decide
but one thing that i decide
can’t leave i ain’t got my iron
thought it’s suicide i’m on these percs
b_tch i can barely drive
hurgf, hurgf, hurgf, hurgf
hurgf, hurgf, hurgf, hurgf
wild n_gga, b_tch i belong in the f_cking zoo
r kelly i believe that i can fly
and left 10 thousand on work, man f_ck it throw another five
whole time, pull over bu_da_ba_ba
tired of these p_ssy n_ggas pocket watching get out my guap
man i’ll put some guap on you, put some guap up on yo’ crew
put some guap until y’all n_ggas all dead i want ’em gon’
i walked through with diamonds on and they whipped out they camera phone
when there’s money, it’s lit but when it’s gon’
they gon’
[chorus: hunxho]
they’ll tell you spend the money
but won’t tell you to invest
they won’t ask you “is you good?”
but they’ll tell you they need help
lately i been out the mix
’cause i been working on myself
yeah, stacking up my paper
tryna ball like nfl did
if i’m ever wrong
baby make sure that you tell me_
[outro: mak sauce]
yeh, yeh make sure that you tell me
no n_gga want no b_tch that’s extra friendly
pourin’ all this mud like i’m beefin with my kidney them (sh_t!)
spend one tiny she won’t never stop (brr, brr, brr)
and they’ll tell you bout the money
but they won’t tell you bout the stress
they’ll tell you bout the opps
they won’t tell you wear a vest
anywhere i see ’em
swear to god they gon’ get stretched
b l double o d bae that’s my set
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