Vons WRLD - The Money Man
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{Verse 1}
I’m counting up the blues and I’m counting up the green
They calling me the grinch, ‘cause they know the dick is mean
You drinking out the bottle, lil’ nigga, you is a fiend
I’m smoking on gelato, listening to Baby Keem
Come here lil’ baby, come join the winning team
And my money hella tall, bitch, I’m feeling like Kareem
And yeah, we like to party, and I double cup my lean
And we spinning on his block, and I shoot like 23
Uh, admission
{Verse 2}
I put the clip to his head, with a Glock with a switch and you know I’m not missing, uh
Gun like a mistletoe, it get to kissing, uh
I’m balling for the bucks, you shoot like the Pistons
They fucked up his cup, now he get to tripping
My watch on the floor, then you get to slipping
Over there, hoes see me and they just stare
And you fucking with my money, lil’ nigga, no don’t you dare
And they stream a nigga music, every city, everywhere
I just want my bag, shit, for all I care
{Verse 3}
Where yo ass was at when I was sleeping on the floor
Where yo ass was when I was hella fucking broke
Where yo ass was at, when a nigga got back doored
Now I’m balling for that green but I shoot like 24
These niggas is some bitches and they on they Tyler Perry shit
Yo girl must be a waitress from the way she really want the tip
And I’m speaking from my mind, and I’m shooting with some confidence
And these niggas hate so bad, and they want to put a stop to this
Ay, but I’ma keep on going
Just like she on her period, I’ma keep on flowing, ha
{Verse 4}
Niggas knowing, I’m the fucking money man
I’m fucking on your bitch, then I do the dirty dan
She say she really love me, but she really love the bands
Ay, but I don’t blame her
‘Cause even if she did, shit, I wouldn’t claim her
These niggas say they flowing, but they repeating the same verse
But when a nigga die, make sure the cash up in my hearse
{Verse 1}
I’m counting up the blues and I’m counting up the green
They calling me the grinch, ‘cause they know the dick is mean
You drinking out the bottle, lil’ nigga, you is a fiend
I’m smoking on gelato, listening to Baby Keem
Come here lil’ baby, come join the winning team
And my money hella tall, bitch, I’m feeling like Kareem
And yeah, we like to party, and I double cup my lean
And we spinning on his block, and I shoot like 23
Uh, admission
{Verse 2}
I put the clip to his head, with a Glock with a switch and you know I’m not missing, uh
Gun like a mistletoe, it get to kissing, uh
I’m balling for the bucks, you shoot like the Pistons
They fucked up his cup, now he get to tripping
My watch on the floor, then you get to slipping
Over there, hoes see me and they just stare
And you fucking with my money, lil’ nigga, no don’t you dare
And they stream a nigga music, every city, everywhere
I just want my bag, shit, for all I care
{Verse 3}
Where yo ass was at when I was sleeping on the floor
Where yo ass was when I was hella fucking broke
Where yo ass was at, when a nigga got back doored
Now I’m balling for that green but I shoot like 24
These niggas is some bitches and they on they Tyler Perry shit
Yo girl must be a waitress from the way she really want the tip
And I’m speaking from my mind, and I’m shooting with some confidence
And these niggas hate so bad, and they want to put a stop to this
Ay, but I’ma keep on going
Just like she on her period, I’ma keep on flowing, ha
{Verse 4}
Niggas knowing, I’m the fucking money man
I’m fucking on your bitch, then I do the dirty dan
She say she really love me, but she really love the bands
Ay, but I don’t blame her
‘Cause even if she did, shit, I wouldn’t claim her
These niggas say they flowing, but they repeating the same verse
But when a nigga die, make sure the cash up in my hearse
