Lyrics

Yeah, huh, yeah, huh (Muney), yeah (Muney) Yup (Muney), yup (Muney), yup (Muney) (Ze-Zekaj on that gang shit) Hey, we spend it and he livin' it Lookin' for somebody, made a death wish (yup) Yo' nigga 'nem keep dyin', homie (Johnny turn it up) Who you 'bout to steal? I throw a party, nothin' but choppers Shooters, bad hoes on my guest list (yeah) I bought some Georgia runtz, South Memphis I should be on Netflix I trap and got my bands thick, you broke boys anorexic (broke boy) My bitch just got her waist snatched But what about your head, bitch? (Haha) That money got her head bent She don't even want her nails did (no) She said she want a Birkin Come on, jump on this jet, bitch (let's go) Goddamn, think I got jet lag Don't know where I'm at next with it I don't pay nothin' but FN's I buy clothes in the next city, I'm gone Damn, I ain't never at home I ain't never ask for a loan, l'ma work my phone (trap) I'ma get a million, then I'm gone I'ma get it in 'til I'm gone, young nigga, go home They've been tellin' me to get sleep (yeah) They've been tellin' me to count sheep I don't know what they on I just blew a bag buyin' Chrome (yup) I just blew a bag on some new shit 'Bout to put it on (get out of time) Yeah, my neck full of stones, diamonds cold I got the flu (chills) I got this bitch work at the med' She got prescriptions on the juice (yup) But I ain't sick or nothin' But all these pussy niggas actin' spooky (bitch-ass) Them niggas hide when they get shot That's why sometimes he make the news Ain't gotta brag 'bout what we do Ayy, us and them know what's the truth (shh) I want 'em dead, I want the proof, can't patch this bruise Young nigga worth way too much money Why the fuck you hang with fools? (Psh) Ayy, I go back and forth with Stupid He want me to keep it cool My bitch been tryna go back and forth 'Cause I'm up all night makin' moves I told her, "Focus on your bag, ho I ain't the bag you wanna lose" (yeah) I turned a broke bitch to a rich bitch, but a cheap bitch Can't do nothin' with 'em, and then I'm gone Damn, I ain't never at home I ain't never ask for a loan, l'ma work my phone I'ma get a million, then I'm gone (yeah) I'ma get it in 'til I'm gone, young nigga, go home They've been tellin' me to get sleep They've been tellin' me to count sheep I don't know what they on I just blew a bag buyin' Chrome I just bought a whole lot of guns Know I'm tryna put 'em on somebody, ha (on somebody) Yeah Muney I'm gone
Writer(s): Kenny Muney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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