Money Make the World Go Around

Lyrics

[Intro: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] They tellin' me They tellin' Come on, GlockBoyz, nigga (Nigga) Boy [Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee & BandGang Javar] They tellin' me that money make the world go 'round She tellin' me her ass real, I'm like, "Turn around" (She's like, "Turn around") I love music, my favorite song be them chopper sounds (That be them chopper sounds) The weed strong, if it ain't loud, then we gon' turn it down Like niggas I got mine, just me and brodie in the coupe My niggas close, come to the hood and we can show you how to hoop Niggas ain't nevеr shot a jumper, turn to Kobe in the booth (BandGang) Yеah, we them niggas, thirty bitches in the club, the guns too [Verse 1: BandGang Javar] Find somethin' else to do, runnin' off on me ain't safe Beezy'll hit you with that switch like you a slave that ran away Think TeeJaee signed to OVO, when he pop up, he bring Drac' Needy classes, by the time he saw that bitch, it was too late Tired of niggas askin' me for cheese without a plan Fucked the bag up and dodged my cause, be a man You was scared to use your name, I tried to show you how to scam Would've fucked your bank up, at least you would've had some bands You don't get tired of bein' broke? Don't wanna voucher for your kids? Why you ain't tryna go OT? I would've sent you there with Biggs Would've got five jacks out of every store we sent you in That would've made you 10K when you got back to the crib [Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] They tellin' me that money make the world go 'round She tellin' me her ass real, I'm like, "Turn around" (She's like, "Turn around") I love music, my favorite song be them chopper sounds (That be them chopper sounds) The weed strong, if it ain't loud, then we gon' turn it down Like niggas I got mine, just me and brodie in the coupe My niggas close, come to the hood and we can show you how to hoop Niggas ain't never shot a jumper, turn to Kobe in the booth Yeah, we them niggas, thirty bitches in the club, the guns too [Verse 2: The Godfather] My nigga one-stop shop, we got everything you need The four-five Glock'll turn you to an angel, give you wings I'm on Strathmore pourin' up a whole pint of lean Last nigga tried to slide got his ass sent to Jesus Pussy, I'm married to my Glock, I can't leave it I tweak out and leave a nigga dead for no reason Soundin' like a marching band, the drum on the chop beatin' Out the way, you can hit my other phone if you can't reach me Put a fully on the Glock, switch to two-three You take one, we take three, killing niggas made me Told bro can't never leave the block because it raised me Walked him down, he ain't try to run because he lazy [Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee & BandGang Biggs] They tellin' me that money make the world go 'round She tellin' me her ass real, I'm like, "Turn around" (She's like, "Turn around") I love music, my favorite song be them chopper sounds (That be them chopper sounds) The weed strong, if it ain't loud, then we gon' turn it down Like niggas I got mine, just me and brodie in the coupe My niggas close, come to the hood and we can show you how to hoop Niggas ain't never shot a jumper, turn to Kobe in the booth Yeah, we them niggas, thirty bitches in the club (Come on now), the guns too [Verse 3: BandGang Biggs] Niggas broke, that's the reason we don't see them often (We don't see these niggas) My niggas up, you could tell by this weed I'm coughin' (Yeah) Stop cappin', I've been in the jungle, I can't stop cappin' Niggas funny, got [?], we got 'caine, stop laughin' I can tell you 'bout my life, but this shit somethin' like a book Only time you see me run away is if I see the hook I be chillin' under pressure, you won't never see me shook Don't ask me how I ran it up, can't even tell you what it took My name Biggs, if you ain't know, might fuck a ho and pour a four Don't try to run up in this spot, we got big chopper at the door If you an opp, then let me know, don't watch the door, might shoot it up (Yeah) I be tweakin' off them drugs, I ain't gon' lie, I'm booted up (I'm high as hell)