Money Hands

Lyrics

I just whoop somebody out they socks Bitch I'm on they block I just Kro a whole thing of wok And then got it off I just fucked somebody else's bitch Yah I stole her heart We don't fuck with laws pulled pork Rip that pig apart I just had to scoop my lil dog He back on the block Laws tried to tear his fam apart He ain't falling short Gotta keep my people on they toes Bitch we stayin sharp Fuck the laws it ain't shit to report We ain't signing off Aye Twin Glock 30s Bitch why you nervous Hoe close them curtains We in here workin You hear them whispers round the corner That's demons lurking And they came burners This world is here to hurt us Devilish shit Heavy the metal Strong then a bitch Anarchy rebel I never got me a lettermen We sent the letters to federal I got the food that's preferred by the pedigree Brudda got uzi on bike Nothin is petty bout we is pedaling I leave your blood on the petals Laying in bushes In front the apartments I gotta dodge the departments Bitch My status is always at large My bitch know I'm always in charge Law the land get enforced I just whoop somebody out they socks Bitch I'm on they block I just Kro a whole thing of wok And then got it off I just fucked somebody else's bitch Yah I stole her heart We don't fuck wit laws pulled pork Rip that pig apart I just had to scoop my lil dog He back on the block Laws tried to tear his fam apart He ain't falling short Gotta keep my people on they toes Bitch we stay in sharp Fuck the laws it ain't shit to report We ain't signing off I can't trust you Just cuz I love you Bitch Always question They leave you assed out Check my record bitch I'll pull that Mac out Ugh Rear cam back out Drivin blacked out Fuckin like bitch like she stole it She fucked on my dog cuz his Rollie The plan was to get a Lil money Pick up the dough send a runner I gotta dose of the laws Next time they catch me I'm runnin I'm never stopping for 12 Tell pig to shoot me in stomach Sip on the jack till I vomit Aye She want the cum on her stomach I got the plans Your bitch a fan Like she stan Fuck your man I get bands Got money hands Aye I just whoop somebody out they socks Bitch I'm on they block I just Kro a whole thing of wok And then got it off I just fucked somebody else's bitch Yah I stole her heart We don't fuck wit laws pulled pork Rip that pig apart I just had to scoop my lil dog He back on the block Laws tried to tear his fam apart He ain't falling short Gotta keep my people on they toes Bitch we stay in sharp Fuck the laws it ain't shit to report We ain't signing off