Lyrics

Aye aye I'm like fuck it let's get to the money (Let's get to the money) South K on the beat aw yeah I'm like fuck it let's get to the money Ruga too crazy that choppa is dummy Smoking gas pack and that shit is too muddy Got so many niggas they trapped in the dungeon Been stuck on the road all my life Been road runnin' Can't find a new hustle I'm loving this money Got a bad foreign bitch I think she mixed with Russian I just bought a new stick and that bitch came from Russia (And that bitch came from Russia) I'm like fuck it let's get to the money Ruga too crazy that choppa is dummy Smoking gas pack and that shit is too muddy Got so many niggas they trapped in the dungeon Been stuck on the road all my life Been road runnin' Can't find a new hustle I'm loving this money Got a bad foreign bitch I think she mixed with Russian I just bought a new stick and that bitch came from Russia Just bought a new stick and that bitch came from Russia That lean color purple I sip Danny Glover I fuck on yo' bitch And I nut on her covers That hoe she ain't shit Guess she learned from her mama She love I got hundreds But can't get a dollar I'm fly as a feather Watch me pop my collar I'm sippin' on lean Pour it straight out the bottle I ain't running from shit The Glock speak like a llama That's yo' bitch she choosin' (That's yo' bitch she choosin') All of my niggas they winnin and y'all losin Pussy boy better stop snoozin' Before my little nigga go run down with that Uzi Here we got so much clubs (So much clubs) So much clubs we could shoot a new movie 438 boy we too reckless No ain't no snatching my necklace Come to the club just to wrestle shit Big body Benz I can't back it in I want to fuck on her and her friend In the trap stacking up dividends Kick in the door with my Timberlands Smoking loud, high just like Peter Pan I cook the dope with my left hand Some niggas went left Guess it's right then I can't trust none of these niggas All of these niggas they all officials Don't fuck with none of these niggas All of these niggas acting like bitches I can't trust none of these niggas All of these niggas they too official Don't fuck with none of these niggas All of these niggas they act like bitches (South K on the beat aw yeah) I'm like fuck it let's get to the money Ruga too crazy that choppa is dummy Smoking gas pack and that shit is too muddy Got so many niggas they trapped in the dungeon Been stuck on the road all my life Been road runnin' Can't find a new hustle I'm loving this money Got a bad foreign bitch I think she mixed with Russian I just bought a new stick and that bitch came from Russia I'm like fuck it let's get to the money Ruga too crazy that choppa is dummy Smoking gas pack and that shit is too muddy Got so many niggas they trapped in the dungeon Been stuck on the road all my life Been road runnin' Can't find a new hustle I'm loving this money Got a bad foreign bitch I think she mixed with Russian I just bought a new stick and that bitch came from Russia (And that bitch came from Russia)
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