They talkin crazy like they know me
If u Flaking for hoes don even try to be my homie
Open your mouth and all the shut u say baloney
I can't hold a conversation if it ain't about no money
What's your excuse
My parents tried to give me something
You grew up spoon fed but in the end you gon be bummin
Got it by my lonely broke bitch can't tell me nun
Betchu You can't even remember the last time that you saw a hunnid
Lil bitchhh
It's J3hunnidd
Ridin round w big sticks cuz you know I'm really gunnin
Ima remind yall every song that J3hunnidd never frontin
Send some hollows to his chest
Now that boy lookin like a Funyun
Oh shit
I tried to put myself in yourself in your shoes they didn't fit
I ride the fkn city with blicky up on my hip
Bitch I feel like John Stockton
Undefeated with the assist
Tried to say I wasn't ballin
But I been hanging up off the rim
Ima send these bullets flying
Ima send him home wit a gift
Talking tough we know you lying
Only thing you slapped is a bitch
Boy in real life ion see no money
Where's the money you post in them pics
I been saying they not like this
Ima say it just how it is
Keep it a stack
Swear they puttin on for the city these niggas wack
Ain been road runnin I guess it's time to bring it back
Said you gon catch up to dinero that's not a fact
Why the f*ck they keep on talking, don't even know the deal
Yeah I really talk reckless, ion talk off a pill
N these lil pussies acting hard Neva been in the field
Fell in love w stacking buddies bitch im talking bout them bills
Bitch i gotta go n get it gotta bless all my peers
Gotta stay focused im a blessing fr
N im running to the angels demons chasing fr
But i gotta lock in hella bags for me to fill
Praying to god to keep me humble n my peers
I can't stop i see a vision see it clear
I can't stop i gotta make all of this real
All this guap n u still tripping bout the feels
Praying to god to keep me humble n my peers
I can't stop i see a vision see it clear
I can't stop i gotta make all of this real
All this guap n u still tripping bout the feels
They talkin crazy like they know me
If u Flaking for hoes don even try to be my homie
Open your mouth and all the shut u say baloney
I can't hold a conversation if it ain't about no money
What's your excuse
My parents tried to give me something
You grew up spoon fed but in the end you gon be bummin
Got it by my lonely broke bitch can't tell me nun
Betchu You can't even remember the last time that you saw a hunnid
Lil bitchhh
Wake up in da morning brush my teeth and grab my strap
I aint really tryna hear it i know ya music kap
You aint ever been down-bad
Sleep up innat trap
Told my potna dat i got him im always give up half
I aint tryna talk to rappers i aint tryna get on tracks
I'm tryna run down buss it boy im tryna catch a hat
You got hate for ya city and we all know das a fact
Do what i gotta do no i kant trust a soul
I'm da rubberband man im js tryna count some more
Ion wan go clubbin catch a opp and up the sco
I'm da real boogieman ill come wait up at ya door
Do my money dance when im walking to the bank
Dis aint no fufu pack its gon take you on a trip
Yeah
Its gon take you on a trip yeah yeah
Its gon take you on a trip yeah yeah
Its gon take you on a trip
All black tint i feel like CENA you cant see me in this hoe,
THICK ASS BITCH SHE WANNA SEE ME SWEAR SHE WANNA TAKE MY SOUL,
SINCE A JIT I been LEGIT BACK THEN WAS FEENING FOR THIS DOUGH,
Ian never lookin back I gotta watch out everywhere I go
You was talkin on the track you gettin yo shit pushed right back
And now yo mama gotta ask like where tf did he go wrong
Got no love in your own city how you charging for a show
Put a bitch right in her place don't you be looking thru my phone
If you run up on the money team you facing all the chrome
I be tweakin out in public they like wtf you on
Yeah
They like wtf you on
You ain f*ckin wit dinero
You can't fw wit us at all
And we ain gone fw you and we can't put you on no song
Bitch
You can't be on no dinero song
You can't be on no dinero tape
F*ck outta here
F*ck outta here
We can't put you on no tape
Boa you lame
Fn my buddy but I'm ridin wit a K
Finger f*ck that bitch u love she tell me where you stay
I got sum niggas cuttin fades I got sum yungins servin weight
Either witch way u get killed broad day
When dinero walk up in that bitch ain't nun you gon say
Big ole forty bullet it's gon make a big ass stain
Mane who tf u playin wit
My niggas hit a lick for sun shoes they didn't fit
Let a loser diss he gon end up down inna ditch
All my niggas wit it and they ain't never gon switch
That choppa named it brucee cuzz that mf gon kick
Listen mf u ain't never been shit
I could show you how to whip a lil 3.5 into a zip
Imma pop a Percocet and get rid of the lil itch
Imma always think bout me before I think bout a bitch
They talkin crazy like they know me
If u Flaking for hoes don even try to be my homie
Open your mouth and all the shut u say baloney
I can't hold a conversation if it ain't about no money
What's your excuse
My parents tried to give me something
You grew up spoon fed but in the end you gon be bummin
Got it by my lonely broke bitch can't tell me nun
Betchu You can't even remember the last time that you saw a hunnid
Lil bitchhh
Dinero Ent. - Grimey Hunnidds (feat. J3hunnidd, Trill Dinero, Koke Dinero, Gnarly Dinero & Capo Dinero) Lyrics
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English
They talkin crazy like they know me
If u Flaking for hoes don even try to be my homie
Open your mouth and all the shut u say baloney
I can't hold a conversation if it ain't about no money
What's your excuse
My parents tried to give me something
You grew up spoon fed but in the end you gon be bummin
Got it by my lonely broke bitch can't tell me nun
Betchu You can't even remember the last time that you saw a hunnid
Lil bitchhh
It's J3hunnidd
Ridin round w big sticks cuz you know I'm really gunnin
Ima remind yall every song that J3hunnidd never frontin
Send some hollows to his chest
Now that boy lookin like a Funyun
Oh shit
I tried to put myself in yourself in your shoes they didn't fit
I ride the fkn city with blicky up on my hip
Bitch I feel like John Stockton
Undefeated with the assist
Tried to say I wasn't ballin
But I been hanging up off the rim
Ima send these bullets flying
Ima send him home wit a gift
Talking tough we know you lying
Only thing you slapped is a bitch
Boy in real life ion see no money
Where's the money you post in them pics
I been saying they not like this
Ima say it just how it is
Keep it a stack
Swear they puttin on for the city these niggas wack
Ain been road runnin I guess it's time to bring it back
Said you gon catch up to dinero that's not a fact
Why the f*ck they keep on talking, don't even know the deal
Yeah I really talk reckless, ion talk off a pill
N these lil pussies acting hard Neva been in the field
Fell in love w stacking buddies bitch im talking bout them bills
Bitch i gotta go n get it gotta bless all my peers
Gotta stay focused im a blessing fr
N im running to the angels demons chasing fr
But i gotta lock in hella bags for me to fill
Praying to god to keep me humble n my peers
I can't stop i see a vision see it clear
I can't stop i gotta make all of this real
All this guap n u still tripping bout the feels
Praying to god to keep me humble n my peers
I can't stop i see a vision see it clear
I can't stop i gotta make all of this real
All this guap n u still tripping bout the feels
They talkin crazy like they know me
If u Flaking for hoes don even try to be my homie
Open your mouth and all the shut u say baloney
I can't hold a conversation if it ain't about no money
What's your excuse
My parents tried to give me something
You grew up spoon fed but in the end you gon be bummin
Got it by my lonely broke bitch can't tell me nun
Betchu You can't even remember the last time that you saw a hunnid
Lil bitchhh
Wake up in da morning brush my teeth and grab my strap
I aint really tryna hear it i know ya music kap
You aint ever been down-bad
Sleep up innat trap
Told my potna dat i got him im always give up half
I aint tryna talk to rappers i aint tryna get on tracks
I'm tryna run down buss it boy im tryna catch a hat
You got hate for ya city and we all know das a fact
Do what i gotta do no i kant trust a soul
I'm da rubberband man im js tryna count some more
Ion wan go clubbin catch a opp and up the sco
I'm da real boogieman ill come wait up at ya door
Do my money dance when im walking to the bank
Dis aint no fufu pack its gon take you on a trip
Yeah
Its gon take you on a trip yeah yeah
Its gon take you on a trip yeah yeah
Its gon take you on a trip
All black tint i feel like CENA you cant see me in this hoe,
THICK ASS BITCH SHE WANNA SEE ME SWEAR SHE WANNA TAKE MY SOUL,
SINCE A JIT I been LEGIT BACK THEN WAS FEENING FOR THIS DOUGH,
Ian never lookin back I gotta watch out everywhere I go
You was talkin on the track you gettin yo shit pushed right back
And now yo mama gotta ask like where tf did he go wrong
Got no love in your own city how you charging for a show
Put a bitch right in her place don't you be looking thru my phone
If you run up on the money team you facing all the chrome
I be tweakin out in public they like wtf you on
Yeah
They like wtf you on
You ain f*ckin wit dinero
You can't fw wit us at all
And we ain gone fw you and we can't put you on no song
Bitch
You can't be on no dinero song
You can't be on no dinero tape
F*ck outta here
F*ck outta here
We can't put you on no tape
Boa you lame
Fn my buddy but I'm ridin wit a K
Finger f*ck that bitch u love she tell me where you stay
I got sum niggas cuttin fades I got sum yungins servin weight
Either witch way u get killed broad day
When dinero walk up in that bitch ain't nun you gon say
Big ole forty bullet it's gon make a big ass stain
Mane who tf u playin wit
My niggas hit a lick for sun shoes they didn't fit
Let a loser diss he gon end up down inna ditch
All my niggas wit it and they ain't never gon switch
That choppa named it brucee cuzz that mf gon kick
Listen mf u ain't never been shit
I could show you how to whip a lil 3.5 into a zip
Imma pop a Percocet and get rid of the lil itch
Imma always think bout me before I think bout a bitch
They talkin crazy like they know me
If u Flaking for hoes don even try to be my homie
Open your mouth and all the shut u say baloney
I can't hold a conversation if it ain't about no money
What's your excuse
My parents tried to give me something
You grew up spoon fed but in the end you gon be bummin
Got it by my lonely broke bitch can't tell me nun
Betchu You can't even remember the last time that you saw a hunnid
Lil bitchhh
If u Flaking for hoes don even try to be my homie
Open your mouth and all the shut u say baloney
I can't hold a conversation if it ain't about no money
What's your excuse
My parents tried to give me something
You grew up spoon fed but in the end you gon be bummin
Got it by my lonely broke bitch can't tell me nun
Betchu You can't even remember the last time that you saw a hunnid
Lil bitchhh
It's J3hunnidd
Ridin round w big sticks cuz you know I'm really gunnin
Ima remind yall every song that J3hunnidd never frontin
Send some hollows to his chest
Now that boy lookin like a Funyun
Oh shit
I tried to put myself in yourself in your shoes they didn't fit
I ride the fkn city with blicky up on my hip
Bitch I feel like John Stockton
Undefeated with the assist
Tried to say I wasn't ballin
But I been hanging up off the rim
Ima send these bullets flying
Ima send him home wit a gift
Talking tough we know you lying
Only thing you slapped is a bitch
Boy in real life ion see no money
Where's the money you post in them pics
I been saying they not like this
Ima say it just how it is
Keep it a stack
Swear they puttin on for the city these niggas wack
Ain been road runnin I guess it's time to bring it back
Said you gon catch up to dinero that's not a fact
Why the f*ck they keep on talking, don't even know the deal
Yeah I really talk reckless, ion talk off a pill
N these lil pussies acting hard Neva been in the field
Fell in love w stacking buddies bitch im talking bout them bills
Bitch i gotta go n get it gotta bless all my peers
Gotta stay focused im a blessing fr
N im running to the angels demons chasing fr
But i gotta lock in hella bags for me to fill
Praying to god to keep me humble n my peers
I can't stop i see a vision see it clear
I can't stop i gotta make all of this real
All this guap n u still tripping bout the feels
Praying to god to keep me humble n my peers
I can't stop i see a vision see it clear
I can't stop i gotta make all of this real
All this guap n u still tripping bout the feels
They talkin crazy like they know me
If u Flaking for hoes don even try to be my homie
Open your mouth and all the shut u say baloney
I can't hold a conversation if it ain't about no money
What's your excuse
My parents tried to give me something
You grew up spoon fed but in the end you gon be bummin
Got it by my lonely broke bitch can't tell me nun
Betchu You can't even remember the last time that you saw a hunnid
Lil bitchhh
Wake up in da morning brush my teeth and grab my strap
I aint really tryna hear it i know ya music kap
You aint ever been down-bad
Sleep up innat trap
Told my potna dat i got him im always give up half
I aint tryna talk to rappers i aint tryna get on tracks
I'm tryna run down buss it boy im tryna catch a hat
You got hate for ya city and we all know das a fact
Do what i gotta do no i kant trust a soul
I'm da rubberband man im js tryna count some more
Ion wan go clubbin catch a opp and up the sco
I'm da real boogieman ill come wait up at ya door
Do my money dance when im walking to the bank
Dis aint no fufu pack its gon take you on a trip
Yeah
Its gon take you on a trip yeah yeah
Its gon take you on a trip yeah yeah
Its gon take you on a trip
All black tint i feel like CENA you cant see me in this hoe,
THICK ASS BITCH SHE WANNA SEE ME SWEAR SHE WANNA TAKE MY SOUL,
SINCE A JIT I been LEGIT BACK THEN WAS FEENING FOR THIS DOUGH,
Ian never lookin back I gotta watch out everywhere I go
You was talkin on the track you gettin yo shit pushed right back
And now yo mama gotta ask like where tf did he go wrong
Got no love in your own city how you charging for a show
Put a bitch right in her place don't you be looking thru my phone
If you run up on the money team you facing all the chrome
I be tweakin out in public they like wtf you on
Yeah
They like wtf you on
You ain f*ckin wit dinero
You can't fw wit us at all
And we ain gone fw you and we can't put you on no song
Bitch
You can't be on no dinero song
You can't be on no dinero tape
F*ck outta here
F*ck outta here
We can't put you on no tape
Boa you lame
Fn my buddy but I'm ridin wit a K
Finger f*ck that bitch u love she tell me where you stay
I got sum niggas cuttin fades I got sum yungins servin weight
Either witch way u get killed broad day
When dinero walk up in that bitch ain't nun you gon say
Big ole forty bullet it's gon make a big ass stain
Mane who tf u playin wit
My niggas hit a lick for sun shoes they didn't fit
Let a loser diss he gon end up down inna ditch
All my niggas wit it and they ain't never gon switch
That choppa named it brucee cuzz that mf gon kick
Listen mf u ain't never been shit
I could show you how to whip a lil 3.5 into a zip
Imma pop a Percocet and get rid of the lil itch
Imma always think bout me before I think bout a bitch
They talkin crazy like they know me
If u Flaking for hoes don even try to be my homie
Open your mouth and all the shut u say baloney
I can't hold a conversation if it ain't about no money
What's your excuse
My parents tried to give me something
You grew up spoon fed but in the end you gon be bummin
Got it by my lonely broke bitch can't tell me nun
Betchu You can't even remember the last time that you saw a hunnid
Lil bitchhh
Writer: Trill Dinero, Capo Dinero, Koke Dinero, Gnarly Dinero, J 3hunnidd
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Dinero Ent.
Language: English
Length: 5:10
Written by: Trill Dinero, Capo Dinero, Koke Dinero, Gnarly Dinero, J 3hunnidd