Lyrics

[Hook] On my mind, there is one thing I just wanna get the money Run me my money Run me my money I just pulled up with the choppa, huh? Honey! Run me my money You better run me your money I'm finna rob all that money [Verse] We should sit down and talk We don't gotta make it long I don't really give a fuck (What?) I'm selling drugs, what if I get caught? Huh, I'm selling drugs, what if I get caught? Like, it smell good in this room Cuz I'm smoking on that boof and I feel like I'm Snoop Dogg Now I'm asking you to move Cuz I wanna fuck you while you're laying on your side Yeah, I love me that evil shit I'm doing that Goetia, bitch And I ain't really surprisеd I showed my little black book to my friend And hе took it, now I don't he'll be alright (Hey!) Yeah I don't think we'll be okay Got Xannies on the dinner plate I only want the drugs if they're laced I ain't even got shit in my house Fuck a closet, fuck a mirror I ain't tryna' see my face Like, fuck this shit bro! Life is a bitch bro! Keep my strap on me I got tats on me Another day, another tab, another death [Outro] What's another life to you? What's another life in a tomb? Ooo What's another life out the womb? [Hook] On my mind, there is one thing I just wanna get the money Run me my money Run me my money I just pulled up with the choppa, huh? Honey! Run me my money You better run me your money I'm finna rob all that money