Money Talks

Say you wanted a trapper while you got one
Told my girl I put the perks down I might pop one
I heard these Niggas want beef but we got guns
Ain't talking bout wings you can catch a hot one
Heard These niggas sending threats I ain't got time for it
On the internet they need to come outside more
Money talks tell that nigga "be quiet boy"
Born broke no way that imma die poor

I get high It ain't xans I'm popping
You can smell the loud right when I walk in
215 leave a boy white chalking
Hit a stain outta town then the kid go shopping
Imma young rich nigga heard they get tryna get me gone
I don't really give a fuck I'm still riding right or wrong
I could Take all the that pain and put that shit into song
I might not get famous but I'm never falling off
20k on house arrest tell who could do it better
I could never be the nigga sitting broke I'd get fed up
Foot up on they neck no I promise I can't let up
Just talked to midnight the other day keep your head up
Still waiting for the dawgs to come home I can't lack
Staring at these hunnids think I made it off crack
Don't believe it this is fact
You was scared to flip a pack
I started getting money I don't know how to act
Up the score
Check the stats
I ain't never looking back
Bitch want my last told her I can't get attached
I'm tryna get a bag I might leave you in the past
My hustle an addiction and I love to relapse

Say you wanted a trapper while you got one
Told my girl I put the perks down I might pop one
I heard these Niggas want beef but we got guns
Ain't talking bout wings you can catch a hot one
These niggas sending threats I ain't got time for it
On the internet they need to come outside more
Money talks tell that nigga "be quiet boy"
Born broke ain't no way that imma die poor

These niggas bitch made
I had to switch lanes
Go broke I'll bet it all on my wrist game
I been paid I don't care what a bitch say
Acting deaf but they gone hear what the switch say
My niggas locked in
I'm getting money give a fuck aboutta top ten
These niggas quick to call you "fam" but we not kin
How are you tryna play the game and do not win
Yo Everything authentic nah I can't do the fake shit
Bitch I'm tryna fuck I don't do the date shit
Rather hit the trap late night grave shit
I've been Putting in work while they putting in statements
The pot I might need another wrist
seen ur girl staring you need to hold ur bitch
If you run with my work you better buy a stick
And I go broke then a nigga taking hits

Say you wanted a trapper while you got one
Told my girl I put the perks down I might pop one
I heard these Niggas want beef but we got guns
Ain't talking bout wings you can catch a hot one
These niggas sending threats I ain't got time for it
On the internet they need to come outside more
Money talks tell that nigga "be quiet boy"
Born broke ain't no way that imma die poor