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apex - money man lyrics

[chorus]
i be counting big racks, my name is scat pack
when i’m done with her n*gga, you can get your b*tch back
600, all black, drive it like a racetrack
[?] on the floor man, louis v top*hat
turnt up good when you like green no seeds
burnin’ on pre*roll laced with the good keish
[?] in the trap house [?]
two sticks on me, i’m on one shroom, no sleep
catchin’ out a play n*gga [all mans know me?]
ridin’ through the city got a k on the front seat
gotta feed the team, n*gga everybody gon’ eat
sold a thousand pounds and it only took one week
i be in the field with the growers like an ed
made a fan 50k, he just read one tweet
running up sat, n*gga i’ma ned new cleats
steady getting money, n*gga ima reach new feats

[verse]
ain’t worried about a n*gga cause he ain’t no threat
n*gga best steer clear, they know i’m an apex
i don’t leave the house unless it’s talking about a paycheck
you ain’t never took or had a meal off of amex
trash out robber i don’t wanna hear you [?]
[?] get money, pull up, watch me
[?] and you still couldn’t top me
bad little [?] on top of me
heard you getting money, n*gga tell me what it feel like
real street n*gga i can tell you what it feel like
i don’t do [?] in real life
i don’t do the moissanite, n*gga this some real ice
i can make the money flip, i just need a good price
i’ma take a pretty b*tch and i’ma give her good pipe
shaking down the [?] insight
roger, ap, gave a n*gga frog bites
had to run a bag up trappin’ through a cold night
n*ggas out tattle telling you know they some real mice
get a n*gga took off, hit em with the fake dice
pulled her out to dior, baby you my new wife
big truck, big talk, customized new .5
indo goods, i’m riding in the race car
street sh*t, smack sh*t, we ain’t on wack sh*t
riding with the mosh burner, make a n*gga backflip
[chorus]
i be counting big racks my name is scat pack
when i’m done with her n*gga, you can get your b*tch back
600, all black, drive it like a racetrack
[?] on the floor man, louis v top*hat
turnt up good when you like green no seeds
burnin’ on pre*roll laced with the good keish
[?] in the trap house [?]
two sticks on me, i’m on one shroom, no sleep
catchin’ out a play n*gga [all mans know me?]
ridin’ through the city got a k on the front seat
gotta feed the team, n*gga everybody gon’ eat
sold a thousand pounds and it only took one week
i be in the field with the growers like an ed
made a fan 50k, he just read one tweet
running up sat, n*gga i’ma ned new cleats
steady getting money, n*gga ima reach new feats

- money man lyrics

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