lirik lagu galore – obn jay
[intro]
(you want a drink, alek, while you wait?)
(hey, start it back, tim)
[chorus: obn jay]
stackin’ up guap like it’s art
go hard, do it again tomorrow
ruger five*seven when it’s war
hoppin’ out, presentation galore
i just like to treat my b*tch, no time for extra sh*t
i been on a money trip
bringin’ that lettuce in
[verse 1: money man]
took her shoppin’, we just went to saks
told her hit the flavor and relax
i just wanna feel you throw it back
shoppin’ with the bl!ck, it’s compact
i told jroc to load them cutters up and go’n and spin
he asked me, “money, when?” shout out obn
[verse 2: obn jay]
you know me, i be the youngin on the money trip
grown man sh*t, i gotta keep up with myself
i remember bein’ mad sittin’ up in a cell
but i shoot back, sittin’ next to lifers who ain’t makin’ bail
moved from out my city, barely down there, i be outta town
ar clip extended for protection when i’m movin’ ’round
trippin’ on you b*tches, yeah, it’s up, lately, been droolin’ down
n*ggas steady hollerin’ they up next, but sh*t, lit rocket now
[verse 3: money man]
i was broke inside my mama bas*m*nt with no help
i’m just tryna see some better days, i want some wealth
thuggin’ with the gang, but really i’m good all by myself
i can’t switch up on my bros, it’s bc to the death
[chorus: obn jay]
stackin’ up guap like it’s art
go hard, do it again tomorrow
ruger five*seven when it’s war
hoppin’ out, presentation galore
i just like to treat my b*tch, no time for extra sh*t
i been on a money trip
bringin’ that lettuce in
[verse 4: money man]
in a foreign, i switched the vin
addicted to this money, that sh*t like my medicine
havin’ accounts and bins
got millions, that’s for my friends
got sauce, it come with all the numbers and include the pin
sorry if i ever finessed you, i just wanted to win
sorry if i ever stressed you, i ain’t really mean it
a whole mil’ in all blues, she couldn’t even believe it
goin’ hard, coppin’ sportscars
takin’ trips, we on shroom bars
antisocial, i don’t talk to laws
fat paper lookin’ like allah
filipino droppin’ off the load
smash and then i send the b*tch home
a hundred large from a fictitious loan
new strain in the air, partner grown
sometimes i wanna be left alone
i just came and kept sh*t player
i count this check, a n*gga gone
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