lirik lagu ftmu – french montana
[intro]
f*ckin’ the money up
feel like i ain’t done enough
come get your b*tch back
i sent her to dr for tummy tuck
hitmaka
tay keith, f*ck these n*ggas up!
[chorus]
f*ckin’ the money up
feel like i ain’t done enough
come get your b*tch back
i sent her to dr for tummy tuck
ride with the big strap
we let it go, we don’t give a f*ck
i ain’t with the chit*chat
we let it go, we don’t give a f*ck
f*ckin’ the money up, f*ckin’ the money up
f*ckin’ the money up, f*ckin’ the money up
ride with the big strap
wе let it go, we don’t give a f*ck
come get your b*tch back
sent her to dr for tummy tuck
[verse 1]
f*ckin’ 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
[?] 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 n*ggas playin’ games, ass backwards
[chorus]
f*ckin’ the money up
feel like i ain’t done enough
come get your b*tch back
i sent her to dr for tummy tuck
ride with the big strap
we let it go, we don’t give a f*ck
i ain’t with the chit*chat
we let it go, we don’t give a f*ck
f*ckin’ the money up, f*ckin’ the money up
f*ckin’ the money up, f*ckin’ the money up
ride with the big strap
we let it go, we don’t give a f*ck
come get your b*tch back
sent her to dr for tummy tuck
[verse 2]
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)
f*ck 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 n*gga play, that’s cl!ck, cl!ck, bang
strapped from the get, n*ggas gettin’ no change
f*ckin’ the money up, drop head when it’s sunny up
get them hoes in the loop now
got k!llers in a suit now
i cook up pure with no soda
baking diamonds flash like kodak
take it, b*tch, free kodak
montana that n*gga, you know that
[chorus]
f*ckin’ the money up
feel like i ain’t done enough
come get your b*tch back
i sent her to dr for tummy tuck
ride with the big strap
we let it go, we don’t give a f*ck
i ain’t with the chit*chat
we let it go, we don’t give a f*ck
f*ckin’ the money up, f*ckin’ the money up
f*ckin’ the money up, f*ckin’ the money up
ride with the big strap
we let it go, we don’t give a f*ck
come get your b*tch back
sent her to dr for tummy tuck
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