Money & Hoes

Lyrics

[Intro: BlocBoy JB] Yeah, yeah Pfft, ha DJ Victoriouz with me in the building Yeah [Chorus: BlocBoy JB] Money and hoes (Hoes) Reminiscing 'bout the days when I was kickin' them doors (Doors) We have to work in them trenches and we have some pots on the stove (Word) I laid a nigga down then I stretched him, I'm up in robbery mode (That's on my momma) [Verse: BlocBoy JB] I got the strap in the mink coat (Coat) Shot him five times, that's a cinco (Huh?) Put that boy in the water, ayy, let's go find Nemo We get to the ticket like pink notes (Whoa) You smoke gas tell what type of herb though (Gas) Fuck your bitch then I pass it a Swervo' (Swerve) 'Bout that action but we not a verb though Smokin' dope, gettin' geek with your bitch, she a nerd hoe (Huh?) My choppa red like a bell though I'm in LA smokin' dope up on Melrose (Gang) I get this paper, no mail though Jeepers Creepers in the field like a scarecrow (Scarecrow) If you bookin' BN and 150 we need them six digits so we need 150 (Ooh) We tote them choppas, hand guns with the mops You niggas ain't got a .50 (Huh?) Water diamonds hit like the Pacific ('Cific) When I was young, momma told me I'm gifted (Gifted) Sippin' lean got me tipsy (Leanin') On the hustle, my nigga, I'm feeling like Nipsey (Huh?) Two liter, pour a Pepsi (Pepsi) Bitch tell me what is your beverage? (Beverage) I shot a boy and put him underwater, I turned a nigga into a shellfish (Doh-doh-doh) [Chorus: BlocBoy JB] Mo-Mo-Money and hoes (Hoes) Reminiscing bout the days when I was kickin' them doors (Doors) We have to work in them trenches and we have some pots on the stove (Word) I laid a nigga down then I stretched him, I'm up in robbery mode (That's on my momma) [Verse 2: G Herbo] Uh, rich but I'm still nigga I hang with real killers If I say they gon' deal with you (Grra) When I was ten, my pop shot a Tommy, I ain't talkin' Hilfiger Saw my first ten, it turn into a hundred, but now I got real figures Touch seven figures and independent (Bop) I ain't see no shootouts, I was really in it Can't go to the hood, 'cause police really want me Ain't seen my lil' nigga and them in a minute Saw these photos, my blood bro off business Since '09, he been a lil' menace If I call him on the phone, we gon' get busy Had to high speed 'cause I had me an itchy Shoutouts my big bro, but just like he lil' broski I'ma pop out with that lil' glizzy I'm in the stu' house right now with the gang My son in LA 'cause he really miss me First I was just ridin' a Lambo truck But I had to cash out 'cause that bitch fit me And I don't try to be on that gangster shit But I can't get it a round of this, just in me [Chorus: BlocBoy JB] Mo-Mo-Money and hoes (Hoes) Reminiscing bout the days when I was kickin' 'em doors (Get down) We have to work in 'em trenches and we have some pots on the stove (Word) I laid a nigga down then I stretched him, I'm up in robbery mode (That's on my momma) [Outro: G Herbo, Blocboy JB] Gang Yo, Bloc, that's my motherfuckin' brother on foenem Money and hoes Money and hoes Money and hoes Money and hoes DJ Victoriouz with me in the building