Lyrics

Pull up I'm gettin money I don't need good luck I'm with whatever Why you worried bout what's in my cup You ain't even put up Addicted to lean true love She addicted to money That's why shawty with us I'm off the beans what up you ain't talkin cheese then shut up Did some shit in the past And ducking the karma I live for this cash and counting these commas Fully loaded mag you don't want drama My back on the wall lil nigga I'm heartless Still trap out apartments Watching for opposition Got a gun in my garment Money made me a target Can't hit no lick out the car let me double park it All these niggas on hot shit Like they working with 12 yea I gotta watch em Just pull up you know you living on the opp side Why u want me delivering Swear I started as a middle man Cup dirty I be littering I be fuckin up my liver And i don't care bout a bitch Cause I'll get a bitch again Moving slimey I be slithering Money boosting my adrenaline I love the Benjamin's Pull up I'm gettin money I don't need good luck I'm with whatever Why you worried bout what's in my cup You ain't even put up Addicted to lean true love She addicted to money That's why shawty with us Pull up I'm gettin money I don't need good luck I'm with whatever Why you worried bout what's in my cup You ain't even put up Addicted to lean true love She addicted to money That's why shawty with us
Writer(s): Marquis Morton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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