DOT the Hitman - Black Money (feat. 1 Shot Dot) Lyrics

Black money
Damn I love that black money
Black money
Push the gas to my black money
Black money
Yeah they all about that black money
Black money
The vaults pack with black money
Can I get a minute more if I need
Chilling with a foreign broad overseas
In the villa with my song on repeat
Get it in while mami talking to me
Independent in this corporal league
I done my business so I can eat
Family members that's support in the team
Swear these figures really talking to me
I ain't getting chicken how I'm a eat
Help me strengthen urban communities
Giving business loans to minorities
CNB and carver where I'm going to be
I ain't dealing with authorities
Build a bridge up for the RBG
People still say that the talk is cheap
What Im spittin is getting all in the streets
A demo for the ghetto boys
Pull up on them in the toy
Look at your boy
750 was the whip with a 850 credit score
Tell em enjoy
Changing people around
Think we need to fight the pow
Because they got banks that's owned by jews in whites
But it's that time that we go fight for ours
Look at me now
I gotta fetish for that melonated cash
Love my black money
Black money
Ahhhh-hhhhh
Damn I love that black money
I'm gettin to it put a hunnid on the dash
Fo my black money
Black money
Ahhhh-ahhhhh
Push the gas to my black money
Ch-check they persona
You can tell they bout that black money
Black money
Ahhhh-ahhhh
Yeah they all about that black money
We countin coma after coma
Bank accounts filled with black money
Black money
Ahhhhh-haaa
The vaults packed with black money
Im from a generation of hustlers
Hustle
To survivors of all the shit done to us
Muscle
Our time has now come and we comin up
All that old money really don't mean nothing to us
Nah
Cuz we young black n we gettin it
Get It
And acting up on how we spending it
We Different
Like any other rapper but the difference is
We open up a buncha black own businesses Ching
Now my bank account is looking like black coffee
Black
Black lawyers keep these crackers off me
Get off me
Bet they won't burn us down this turn around
It'll be a different story rebuilding black wallstreet
Woo whoa
They gone pay up like they owe us
They owe us
Forty acres and mule we
Took them blood diamonds out the jewelry
Put em back into the black communities
Give Back
I'm in 2020 black on black wraif spendin black twentys
Harriet Tubman
Do better this year Que Butter do credit repair
Get to it n stack up yo money
Que Butter
And just keep goin hard at it.
Do it something lika trap star
Trap
Another year another comma added
God
Charge it to my black card!
Black
I gotta fetish for that melonated cash
Love my black money
Black money
Ahhhh-hhhhh
Damn I love that black money
I'm gettin to it put a hunnid on the dash
Fo my black money
Black money
Ahhhh-ahhhhh
Push the gas to my black money
Ch-check they persona
You can tell they bout that black money
Black money
Ahhhh-ahhhh
Yeah they all about that black money
We countin coma after coma
Bank accounts filled with black money
Black money
Ahhhhh-haaa
The vaults packed with black money