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Yeah, fuck me on that money, bitch (The biggest in it) Bitch, fuck me on that money (In Killadelphia with real killers, man) Bitch, fuck me on that money, all hundreds (Floor) Fuck me on that money, fuck me on that money (Thank you, Timmy boy) Stop playin' with you, come on Uh, fuck me on that money Told the bitch to drop it low and shake that ass and do it slow and fuck me on that money Fuck me on that money Pullin' up brand new machine, so fresh, so clean, feel like a pimp Bitch, where the fuck my money? Fuck me on that money For that munyun get you done, yeah, for a Funyun, I got racks, can kill the fuck I wanted Snotty bitch, bitch wipe your nose MIA, I'm with the Zoes 24K, my shit straight gold, that's what the fuck I wanted Fuck me on that money (Money) I done spent a check on hats, an M on clothes, a quarter in the streets, another million comin' (Comin') Fuck me on that money (Fuck me on that money) Wrist pain, neck pain, mouth pain, this ain't come from Johnny Dang, I'm bustin' (I'm bustin') Fuck me on that money (Fuck me on that money) Know that munyun get you done, yeah, I realize these rappers fake and these niggas ain't puttin' nothin' under (Under) Fuck me on that money (Fuck me on that money) Niggas linkin' up with rats, what the fuck? I'm the biggest in it, Big 4 would never (Never) Letras de cancionesPut both chains in a fast car, still fuck bad broads, leave when trap call I ain't got no motherfuckin' big dog, broski in the trenches and he crack cards Get a top, top, hundred grand large (Woo) I don't buy jewelry, I buy hot cars (I buy hot cars) Zombieland If you love me, get me tatted (Get me tatted, yeah, it's me) You want a VM chain, you gotta put somethin' in a casket, yeah 30K spent on my wrist when I ain't even have it (Goddamn) I ain't into buyin' jewelry, I buy Percs and ratchets (Yeah, it's Skrilla) I just bought a Striker, candy paint interior Oreo (Skrrt) 7.62s stuffed inside the mag', like who is next to go? (Frrt) Bippin' in the bity, hard body, ain't nobody standin' me (No man) Zombie walkin', havin' lick, but ain't nobody jammin' me (Uh) Fuck me on that money (Money, money) In the bank with all killers, straight dealers, hundred rounds inside the mag', who want it? (Yeah, on God) Fuck me on that money (Fuck me on that money) Man, these niggas don't be actin' what they rappin', stop believin' what they preachin' Bloody baptize like a deacon Eleguá do what I need him (Eleguá) My Orunla what I wanted and Ogun protect the haunted (Haunted) Fuck me on that money Pull up too trim two deep in Suburban's, Maybach backseats got the curtains (Skrrt) Shooters shoot shooters on purpose Fuck me on that money, stupid, bitch Yeah, it's me From Letras Mania