stutzydripgod - money lyrics
straight up
young savage on the f_ckin’ mic
uh
y’all baby ass n_ggas better not f_ckin’…
ride a n_gga wave
stay off that sh_t, b_tch
uh
let’s get this b_tch started already, uh
here we go
uh
money, guala, whatever you wanna call it, uh
hands in my f_ckin’ pockets
pullin’ up in the lambo on god
everybody just threw up and they’re wrong
why can’t the violence stop?
d_mn on this beat go hard
i don’t know what’s wrong
check my pulse
glocks locks and loaded
where the f_ck is my money?
n_gga this ain’t a game
your life’s at stake for f_ck’s sakes
d_mn
would you rather be feared or loved?
holding this gun against your temple
does it change your mind?
when i look at the world i see puh_tential
so much money
a n_gga’s ’boutta go mental
i’m mad, trigger finger itchin’
man never listens
f_ck his b_tch to really paint the picture, uh
how’s a young nig supposed to live with all this cash?
when i got your b_tch on this young n_gga d_ck
i don’t know
call the cops
f_ck a n_gga, this a op
gettin’ paid
gettin’ rich
gettin’ racks
f_ckin’ tits, uh
young savage f_ckin’ out, peace
make your b_tch cream, uh
f_ckin’ ruthless, ah
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