$ (dollars) - ruben slikk lyrics
[verse 1: ??]
i’ve got 12 in them for this pop
shortest got all the ads
and them 12s in the back got all the blasts
[hook: ??]
my n*ggas with me, my pitch is down
my cup is up, my weed is loud
we don’t cuff p*ssy, just hand him down
we don’t chase tail, we chase dollar signs
crystal ball, i see dollar signs
2020, i see dollar signs
2050, it should be in the book for them dollar signs
[hook: ??]
my n*ggas with me, my pitch is down
my cup is up, my weed is loud
we don’t cuff p*ssy, just hand him down
we don’t chase tail, we chase dollar signs
crystal ball, i see dollar signs
2020, i see dollar signs
2050, it should be in the book for them dollar signs
[verse 2: ??]
trippy n*ggas get crossfaded
i smoke good, get elevated
yo, b*tch bad, so i escalate the conversation to another level
top bunk, talking ecstasy
papa molly, come f*ck with me
my gamе tight and my sights right
night vision, see in the dark
won’t be a mark, but i’ll be a dart
bullsеye, i got the flame, so pass the torch
lebron james, ray allen
game six, ot
my nuts big and her jaws wide and that p*ssy fat
back it up and she will, cause i’m a real n*gga and she dig that
[hook: ??]
my n*ggas with me, my pitch is down
my cup is up, my weed is loud
we don’t cuff p*ssy, just hand him down
we don’t chase tail, we chase dollar signs
crystal ball, i see dollar signs
2020, i see dollar signs
2050, it should be in the book for them dollar signs
[hook: ??]
my n*ggas with me, my pitch is down
my cup is up, my weed is loud
we don’t cuff p*ssy, just hand him down
we don’t chase tail, we chase dollar signs
crystal ball, i see dollar signs
2020, i see dollar signs
2050, it should be in the book for them dollar signs
[verse 3: ruben slikk]
talk a big money sh*t on my phone
my gold t**th covered in saliva
i ain’t trippin’ on her, but i’m inside her
p*ssy n*ggas cuffin’ on these b*tches, tryna hide them
it’s funny how your l7 ass tryna guide her
when i got her open, squirtin’ on me like a geyser
playin’ no favor, but she’s such a good liar
p*ssy lips grippin’ on her meat like pliers
posh gang n*ggas really get it
just admit it when i finish what i’m spittin’
you’re acquitted of the trickin’
all my drugs white like the sh*t from a chicken
i’m gettin’ in the greedy b*tch guts like jesus
them game chucks like i’m judged by the scripture
f*ckin’ with my money, it’s a must that i get ya
i’ma catch your body off of dust and the liquor
say a prayer with adrenaline and f*ck a million b*tches
i’m h*lla superstitious
magic in my blood, lot of sands in the dark
can’t you believe i’m spirit?
fifty slabs all up in my sock
you are not with the guap
f*ck n*gga, i ain’t even tryna hear it
your body’s disappearin’
you shoulda put in work for the h*lord instead of bein’ h*lla incoherent
and then i let him hear it
boom, he is doomed. then i slide
god cries as the devil starts cheerin’
if i late, you get flipped
yeah, i’m on this pimp sh*t
g*sh*t
g*sh*t
don’t get your t**th hit with the chrome
lay it down
pop a trigger in your home
pop your mammy
pop your pappy
on the post like i’m on t
never gave no godd*mn
ain’t through like snow in the blood
like, what the f*ck?
like, yeah, yeah
i’m the n*gga who’ll shoot you up
i’m the n*gga that busted up all in your sl*t and got the guap
i’m the n*gga who spent it all on f*ckin’ weed and cocaine rock
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