
money flow - mg sleepy lyrics
d*mn, mt you going crazy
i just i just woke up
alright
(chorus)
i’m the hardest at this sh*t n*gga f*ck the goat
this starter stick keep poking out my pants i need my bubble coat
i know you ain’t touch a pay for real you wear your brothers clothes
you always put the paper over p*ssy n*gga f*ck the hoes
i know b*tches come and go i bet the money don’t
imma keep on rapping getting paid and let the money grow
cut my n*gga off cause he was f*cking up the money flow
he brought a bag back but couldn’t move it, here a hundred tho
(verse 1)
n*gga said he smoking za smell like*
n*gga said he has some zaza it smell like bungalow
big stеpping on these n*ggas heads i’m trynna brеak my toe
pour the wock inside exotic pop i had to make a toast
better rack imma punch you in your sh*t and break your nose
my n*gga shiesty for that money he’ll take your soul
i put a dime up i bet he’ll k!ll you with a bayfit on
n*gga you ain’t never move a bag until the shape was glowing
(chorus)
i’m the hardest at this sh*t n*gga f*ck the goat
this starter stick keep poking out my pants i need my bubble coat
i know you ain’t touch a pay for real you wear your brothers clothes
you always put the paper over p*ssy n*gga f*ck the hoes
i know b*tches come and go i bet the money don’t
imma keep on rapping getting paid and let the money grow
cut my n*gga off cause he was f*cking up the money flow
he brought a bag back but couldn’t move it, here a hundred tho
(verse 2)
you the type of n*gga that be climbing crates that will make you fall
i used to f*ck with cp3 but i hate this paul
i don’t even know what i said but i made you thought
f*ck, i really meant to say that i made you think
get the f*ck out from the conversation if it ain’t about pay
cus’ called me with a case of pints and he made my day
b*tch mad that i won’t f*ck her up cause she ain’t my bae
im trynna make this big play sh*t made me late
(chorus)
i’m the hardest at this sh*t n*gga f*ck the goat
this starter stick keep poking out my pants i need my bubble coat
i know you ain’t touch a pay for real you wear your brothers clothes
you always put the paper over p*ssy n*gga f*ck the hoes
i know b*tches come and go i bet the money don’t
imma keep on rapping getting paid and let the money grow
cut my n*gga off cause he was f*cking up the money flow
he brought a bag back but couldn’t move it, here a hundred tho
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