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monday - mgm lett lyrics

[intro]
(this one ride right here, ant)
money gang sh*t, man, you n*ggas is not trappin’ like you rappin’
tell that sh*t to somebody that gon’ believe it, man
i play with my hoes, not my nose, fool

[chorus]
i was trappin’ on a monday, had it feelin’ like a friday (had it feelin’ like a friday)
i be lookin’ out the rearview soon as i pull out the driveway (soon as i pull out the driveway)
money talkin’, i can’t hear you, need some better conversation (better conversation)
ran it up and i shot passed ’em, not surprised these n*ggas hatin’ (not surprised these n*ggas hatin’)
i ain’t stuntin’ a n*gga business, my trap jumpin’ off the meat rack (jumpin’ off the meat rack)
your b*tch just gave me head up in the car, i let my seat back (in the car, i let my seat back)
“lett, you rappin’ like you trappin’,” n*gga, yeah, if he try, he die, no cap
got attachments on the strap, this b*tch go boom, boom, boom, boom, clap

[verse]
shawty say she swung my way (way) ’cause she sick and tired of broke boys (she sick and tired of broke boys)
wake up, make a play (play), i looked up to nothin’ but dope boys (i looked up to nothin’ but dope boys)
i know three n*ggas caught a case (a case) and they all told (and they all told)
got a hundred off my face (face), them b*tches all sold (them b*tches all sold)
n*ggas say they got the ball, they must ain’t hike it yet (they must ain’t hike it yet)
it’s wintertime, i serve a n*gga in a nike tech (pull up, serve ’em in some nike tech)
i’ma always take the money over fame, n*gga (fame, n*gga)
if you don’t keep that sh*t a hundred, i can’t bang with you (can’t hang with you)
i be sneakin’ out of town (town), my po won’t let me leave the state
if you want them pounds (pounds), hit my phone and i can get you straight
know i got that pull (pull), wanna get full? (full) then, n*gga, get your plate (get your plate)
if you run it up, start flexin’ on your wolves (woo, woo), that sh*t’ll get you ate (sh*t’ll get you ate, don’t do that)
[chorus]
i was trappin’ on a monday, had it feelin’ like a friday
i be lookin’ out the rearview soon as i pull out the driveway (soon as i pull out the driveway)
money talkin’, i can’t hear you, need some better conversation (need a better conversation)
ran it up and i shot passed ’em, not surprised these n*ggas hatin’ (not surprised these n*ggas hatin’)
i ain’t stuntin’ a n*gga business, my trap jumpin’ off the meat rack (off the meat rack)
your b*tch just gave me head up in the car, i let my seat back (i let my seat back)
“lett, you rappin’ like you trappin’,” n*gga, yeah, if he try, he die, no cap
got attachments on the strap, this b*tch go boom, boom, boom, boom, clap

- mgm lett lyrics

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