make & model - money man lyrics
[intro]
(reece, take em’ to church)
[chorus]
i’m the type to go and get a bag, you the type go and complain
i got ms gotta obtain, burnin’ nothin’ but octane
i ain’t tryna cuff nan b*tch, goin’ huntin’ and campin’
i got traps on cameras, i got shippers and handlers
what kind of drink you want? baby girl, come and get you a whole bottle
this the newest porsche off the lot, you can get the newest make and model
i ain’t tryna get a head from you, baby girl, ‘less you spit and swallow
he ain’t havin’ motion right now, his lil’ ass gon’ get swallowed
[verse 1]
i just left from saks spent a whole dub it ain’t even leave a dent on me
i’m the type to pull up cybertruck with the red guts and serve your big homie
i’m the type to buy a whole bag and hit the club, d*mn, blow your rent, homie
started down, i be dope runnin’, started down, i been robbin’ n*ggas
this ain’t come from the auction, n*gga, know your ass been watchin’, n*gga
nosy*ass n*gga pocket watchin’, trap house, we been cop watchin’
how he hood? he don’t cop nothin’
burnin’ premium, we stay foggin’
new patek, but i stay tardy
stk, we don’t eat arby’s
[chorus]
i’m the type to go and get a bag, you the type go and complain
i got ms gotta obtain, burnin’ nothin’ but octane
i ain’t tryna cuff nan b*tch, goin’ huntin’ and campin’
i got traps on cameras, i got shippers and handlers
what kind of drink you want? baby girl, come and get you a whole bottle
this the newest porsche off the lot, you can get the newest make and model
i ain’t tryna get a head from you, baby girl, ‘less you spit and swallow
he ain’t havin’ motion right now, his lil’ ass gon’ get swallowed
[verse 2]
yacht galas, we don’t do parties
bifocals, these the new cartier’s
iron fist, gotta regulate
how many pounds gotta estimate?
gotta keep me an arp just in case sh*t escalate
gotta keep a few leds just to let the plant vegetate
gotta keep a few aps even though i be h*lla late
they gon’ copy, they gon’ imitate
on the drank, i’ma levitate
sometimes i be trippin’ out, feel like we in a simulation
gotta put n*ggas on game, sometimes you gotta educate
[chorus]
i’m the type to go and get a bag, you the type go and complain
i got ms gotta obtain, burnin’ nothin’ but octane
i ain’t tryna cuff nan b*tch, goin’ huntin’ and campin’
i got traps on cameras, i got shippers and handlers
what kind of drink you want? baby girl, come and get you a whole bottle
this the newest porsche off the lot, you can get the newest make and model
i ain’t tryna get a head from you, baby girl, ‘less you spit and swallow
he ain’t havin’ motion right now, his lil’ ass gon’ get swallowed
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