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rap money - hoodtrophy bino lyrics

[intro: rio da yung og]
yeah
it’s rio da yung og, n*gga, ghetto boy sh*t
what up, enrgy?
(i got so much energy)

[chorus: rio da yung og]
i had a long talk with god, he told me, “stack money”
now i walk around with twenty racks, all rap money
i’m the type to beat a b*tch down, and then act funny
used to want to k!ll for ten racks, now that’s hat money
new watch, b*tch, i bought it off of rap money
two glocks, b*tch, i bought it off of rap money
you can take the chain around my neck, can’t take the rap from me
hunnid k cash in the stash, all rap money

[verse 1: rio da yung og]
linked up with ghetto boyz and made rap money
hunnid k cash in the stash, that’s rap money
used to d*ckin’ hoes down, and then actin’ funny
i love this b*tch, she know i got the bag but she don’t ask for nothin’
call your granny, ask her do she got some act’ for me
ayy, will, i need a couple beats, call trac for me
they thought we was in the same race, i ran laps around ’em
i don’t make love to hoes, i’ma back pounder
gotta let unc’ test the work, he a crack voucher
i ain’t grow up with a silver spoon, i lived in crack houses
i just can’t do a regular jeep, i gotta trackhawk it
b*tch, i told you to shut the f*ck up, why you back talkin’?
i had to hit the wock’
woke up at 12 and made twenty racks before 6 o’clock
perc’ 15’s got me ichin’ like i got chickenpox
tried to square up with a n*gga, i heard a pistol pop
[chorus: rio da yung og]
i had a long talk with god, he told me, “stack money”
now i walk around with twenty racks, all rap money
i’m the type to beat a b*tch down, and then act funny
used to want to k!ll for ten racks, now that’s hat money
new watch, b*tch, i bought it off of rap money
two glocks, b*tch, i bought it off of rap money
you can take the chain around my neck, can’t take the rap from me
hunnid k cash in the stash, all rap money

[verse 2: hoodtrophy bino]
fifty k in all pinks, b*tch, that’s trap money
she heard i signed for some m’s, that was rap money
i ain’t never gotta f*ck again, but she can’t never take the cap from me
i ain’t never tuckin’ cubin’s in, brodie got the strap for me
new glocks, b*tch, we bought that off of trap money
new watch , b*tch, i bought that off of rap money
people say i got blessed with rap, but can’t never take the trap from me
need a new b*tch, my old hoes startin’ to act funny

[interlude: hoodtrophy bino]
b*tches actin’ funny as h*ll
we gon’ be back, though, soon

[verse 3: hoodtrophy bino]
had to sign another deal, told jeff bring the bag for me
[?] big drills on the gang, i’ma brash dummy
[?] pop perc’ to sip lean, but it was the xans for me
hit brodie take his face if a n*gga put his hands on me
we takin’ pistols out of state just case some n*gga put his mans on me
i told mama, “keep prayin'”, she said, “god got his hands on me”
[chorus: rio da yung og]
i had a long talk with god, he told me, “stack money”
now i walk around with twenty racks, all rap money
i’m the type to beat a b*tch down, and then act funny
used to want to k!ll for ten racks, now that’s hat money
new watch, b*tch, i bought it off of rap money
two glocks, b*tch, i bought it off of rap money
you can take the chain around my neck, can’t take the rap from me
hunnid k cash in the stash, all rap money

- hoodtrophy bino lyrics

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