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Galore
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Money Man
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(You want a drink, Alek, while you wait?) (Hey, start it back, Tim) Stackin' up guap like it's art Go hard, do it again tomorrow Ruger Five-seveN when it's war Hoppin' out, presentation galore I just like to treat my b*t*h, no time for extra sh*t I been on a money trip Bringin' that lettuce in Took her shoppin', we just went to Saks Told her hit the flavor and relax I just wanna feel you throw it back Shoppin' with the blick, it's compact I told JRoc to load them cutters up and go'n and spin He asked me, "Money, when?" Shout out OBN You know me, I be the youngin on the money trip Grown man sh*t, I gotta keep up with myself I remember bein' mad sittin' up in a cell But I shoot back, sittin' next to lifers who ain't makin' bail Moved from out my city, barely down there, I be outta town AR clip extended for protection when I'm movin' 'round Trippin' on you b*t*hes, yeah, it's up, lately, been droolin' down N***as steady hollerin' they up next, but sh*t, Lit Rocket now I was broke inside my mama basement with no help I'm just tryna see some better days, I want some wealth Thuggin' with the gang, but really I'm good all by myself I can't switch up on my bros, it's BC to the death Stackin' up guap like it's art Go hard, do it again tomorrow Ruger Five-seveN when it's war Hoppin' out, presentation galore I just like to treat my b*t*h, no time for extra sh*t I been on a money trip Bringin' that lettuce in In a foreign, I switched the VIN Addicted to this money, that sh*t like my medicine Havin' accounts and BINs Got millions, that's for my friends Got sauce, it come with all the numbers and include the PIN Sorry if I ever finessed you, I just wanted to win Sorry if I ever stressed you, I ain't really mean it A whole mil' in all blues, she couldn't even believe it Goin' hard, coppin' sportscars Takin' trips, we on shroom bars Antisocial, I don't talk to laws Fat paper lookin' like Allah Filipino droppin' off the load Smash and then I send the b*t*h home A hundred large from a fict**ious loan New strain in the air, partner grown Sometimes I wanna be left alone I just came and kept sh*t player I count this check, a n***a gone
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