Money on my mind
I get it everyday
Never let a nigga get up in the way
I heard what you said you talk shit everyday
You popping out the mouth make you popular today
My brother got a switch
My old man got a k
My sister got a strap
My bitch got pepper spray
Feel like two-Chainz money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Said I
Feel like two-Chainz the money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Ayo I'm moving like a boss
Gucci Yo Gotti fuse box inside ya light up ya whole body
Might just f*ck ya bitch out of spite she so naughty
Aw y'all like getting rowdy well I shut down ya whole party
I ain't normally this way but I'm off a Molly
And I drunk a lil liquor
Know that's a bad combi
Combo if you talking shit you responsible
Better back up what you say
Or we moving pronto
Double back
Now I got a sack no broncos
You playing games nigga I'm the plug no console
I'm supposed to live this life so I ain't mad
Ain't supposed to have a pipe
But f*ck it I got it bad
All my niggas they on geek to put one up in yo ass
All my bitches they on fleek
All my kids popping tags
Really thought that we was down like a branch in the grass
But something wasn't adding up
Once I figured the math
I don't need a friend
I'm too busy chasing this cash
But I got loyal motherf*ckers and we don't ever clash nigga
Yea I got loyal motherf*ckers and we don't never
Said I
Feel like two-Chainz the money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Aye murder the beat
Like I pull up to the studio clutching the heat
And imma speed on the track
Like I got a whip in the booth
In the passenger seat
Baddest bitch
Mine as well be Trina
I'm a Martin to her she can be Gina
When she last seen me
When he last seen her
She gone stay with me cause the grass greener
And I'm realer nigga know you feel a nigga
We live in a world full of sinners nigga
Say ya prayers before dinner nigga
Cause them little niggas throwing middle fingers
Feel like two-Chainz money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Said I
Feel like two-Chainz the money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
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Money on my mind
I get it everyday
Never let a nigga get up in the way
I heard what you said you talk shit everyday
You popping out the mouth make you popular today
My brother got a switch
My old man got a k
My sister got a strap
My bitch got pepper spray
Feel like two-Chainz money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Said I
Feel like two-Chainz the money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Ayo I'm moving like a boss
Gucci Yo Gotti fuse box inside ya light up ya whole body
Might just f*ck ya bitch out of spite she so naughty
Aw y'all like getting rowdy well I shut down ya whole party
I ain't normally this way but I'm off a Molly
And I drunk a lil liquor
Know that's a bad combi
Combo if you talking shit you responsible
Better back up what you say
Or we moving pronto
Double back
Now I got a sack no broncos
You playing games nigga I'm the plug no console
I'm supposed to live this life so I ain't mad
Ain't supposed to have a pipe
But f*ck it I got it bad
All my niggas they on geek to put one up in yo ass
All my bitches they on fleek
All my kids popping tags
Really thought that we was down like a branch in the grass
But something wasn't adding up
Once I figured the math
I don't need a friend
I'm too busy chasing this cash
But I got loyal motherf*ckers and we don't ever clash nigga
Yea I got loyal motherf*ckers and we don't never
Said I
Feel like two-Chainz the money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Aye murder the beat
Like I pull up to the studio clutching the heat
And imma speed on the track
Like I got a whip in the booth
In the passenger seat
Baddest bitch
Mine as well be Trina
I'm a Martin to her she can be Gina
When she last seen me
When he last seen her
She gone stay with me cause the grass greener
And I'm realer nigga know you feel a nigga
We live in a world full of sinners nigga
Say ya prayers before dinner nigga
Cause them little niggas throwing middle fingers
Feel like two-Chainz money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Said I
Feel like two-Chainz the money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
I get it everyday
Never let a nigga get up in the way
I heard what you said you talk shit everyday
You popping out the mouth make you popular today
My brother got a switch
My old man got a k
My sister got a strap
My bitch got pepper spray
Feel like two-Chainz money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Said I
Feel like two-Chainz the money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Ayo I'm moving like a boss
Gucci Yo Gotti fuse box inside ya light up ya whole body
Might just f*ck ya bitch out of spite she so naughty
Aw y'all like getting rowdy well I shut down ya whole party
I ain't normally this way but I'm off a Molly
And I drunk a lil liquor
Know that's a bad combi
Combo if you talking shit you responsible
Better back up what you say
Or we moving pronto
Double back
Now I got a sack no broncos
You playing games nigga I'm the plug no console
I'm supposed to live this life so I ain't mad
Ain't supposed to have a pipe
But f*ck it I got it bad
All my niggas they on geek to put one up in yo ass
All my bitches they on fleek
All my kids popping tags
Really thought that we was down like a branch in the grass
But something wasn't adding up
Once I figured the math
I don't need a friend
I'm too busy chasing this cash
But I got loyal motherf*ckers and we don't ever clash nigga
Yea I got loyal motherf*ckers and we don't never
Said I
Feel like two-Chainz the money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Aye murder the beat
Like I pull up to the studio clutching the heat
And imma speed on the track
Like I got a whip in the booth
In the passenger seat
Baddest bitch
Mine as well be Trina
I'm a Martin to her she can be Gina
When she last seen me
When he last seen her
She gone stay with me cause the grass greener
And I'm realer nigga know you feel a nigga
We live in a world full of sinners nigga
Say ya prayers before dinner nigga
Cause them little niggas throwing middle fingers
Feel like two-Chainz money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Said I
Feel like two-Chainz the money in the way
F*ck what they gotta say
I block out what you say
Writer: Connell Jones
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