Baby Money - Moncler Bubble
[Intro]
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[Chorus]
Moncler bubbles for the times we ain’t had shit
This that Baby Los that did cash flips
This that Baby Los that drink Actavis
Put a price on his head, get the tag ripped
Forty-thousand in my pants, I ain't flash shit
Niggas keep asking 'bout the ’Vette, bitch, we crashed it
Come and fuck one of my niggas, get yo' ass did
Happily hoppin' on that road got me mad rich
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, brought the foreigns, when we slide, we in fast whips
It's twenty-one inside my block, this my savage
We get one-twenty a pop without asking
So why I buy a Gucci shirt without the jacket?
Fuck a heart, I don't love no bitch, I love fashion
A nigga violate the game, get his flag took
Even if it's Halloween, we still masked up
Now every time a nigga die, they come ask us
Yeah, this that Baby Los asking for dollars
I was fucked up, they know I would be a problem
That 550 blue, I used to drive inside the Honda
A matte black coupe, bitches screaming out, "Wakanda"
I'm 'bout to fuck the city up, I’m Kwame
I caught something out the blue, a body
He said he took something from Los? He lying
I put a lot of niggas on, so they ridin’
[Chorus]
Moncler bubbles for the times we ain't had shit
This that Baby Los that did cash flips
This that Baby Los that drink Actavis
Put a price on his head, get the tag ripped
Forty-thousand in my pants, I ain’t flash shit
Niggas keep asking 'bout the 'Vette, bitch, we crashed it
Come and fuck one of my niggas, get yo' ass did
Happily hoppin’ on that road got me mad rich
[Verse 2]
Trappin' and copping all these 'bows got my mans lit
We was in and out of Cali for a pandemic
These niggas pinching off the bag, think some grams missing
These niggas fucked up they stash, never had chicken
Between two or three niggas, spent a half-ticket
And we was rocking bussdowns when niggas had Breitlings
They gave my nigga forty-five, that was a bad sentence
My nigga died at twenty-one, we called it fast living
You 'sposed to stack your stash up and make it last, nigga
You shop for hoes, I shop for 'bows, nigga, our bag different
Living in hotels, them rooms ain't even had kitchens
Never serve them at your crib, boy, that's bad business
Tell a bitch, "Get what you want, I ain't yo' last niggas"
It's two Benzes in the group, I'll crash this one
A three-five in this 'Wood, I can't pass this one
We ain't financing shit, bitch, I cashed this one
Easy money
[Chorus]
Moncler bubbles for the times we ain't had shit
This that Baby Los that did cash flips
This that Baby Los that drink Actavis
Put a price on his head, get the tag ripped
Forty-thousand in my pants, I ain't flash shit
Niggas keep asking 'bout the 'Vette, bitch, we crashed it
Come and fuck one of my niggas, get yo' ass did
Happily hoppin' on that road got me mad rich
(Trappin' and copping all these 'bows got my mans lit)
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[Chorus]
Moncler bubbles for the times we ain’t had shit
This that Baby Los that did cash flips
This that Baby Los that drink Actavis
Put a price on his head, get the tag ripped
Forty-thousand in my pants, I ain't flash shit
Niggas keep asking 'bout the ’Vette, bitch, we crashed it
Come and fuck one of my niggas, get yo' ass did
Happily hoppin' on that road got me mad rich
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, brought the foreigns, when we slide, we in fast whips
It's twenty-one inside my block, this my savage
We get one-twenty a pop without asking
So why I buy a Gucci shirt without the jacket?
Fuck a heart, I don't love no bitch, I love fashion
A nigga violate the game, get his flag took
Even if it's Halloween, we still masked up
Now every time a nigga die, they come ask us
Yeah, this that Baby Los asking for dollars
I was fucked up, they know I would be a problem
That 550 blue, I used to drive inside the Honda
A matte black coupe, bitches screaming out, "Wakanda"
I'm 'bout to fuck the city up, I’m Kwame
I caught something out the blue, a body
He said he took something from Los? He lying
I put a lot of niggas on, so they ridin’
[Chorus]
Moncler bubbles for the times we ain't had shit
This that Baby Los that did cash flips
This that Baby Los that drink Actavis
Put a price on his head, get the tag ripped
Forty-thousand in my pants, I ain’t flash shit
Niggas keep asking 'bout the 'Vette, bitch, we crashed it
Come and fuck one of my niggas, get yo' ass did
Happily hoppin’ on that road got me mad rich
[Verse 2]
Trappin' and copping all these 'bows got my mans lit
We was in and out of Cali for a pandemic
These niggas pinching off the bag, think some grams missing
These niggas fucked up they stash, never had chicken
Between two or three niggas, spent a half-ticket
And we was rocking bussdowns when niggas had Breitlings
They gave my nigga forty-five, that was a bad sentence
My nigga died at twenty-one, we called it fast living
You 'sposed to stack your stash up and make it last, nigga
You shop for hoes, I shop for 'bows, nigga, our bag different
Living in hotels, them rooms ain't even had kitchens
Never serve them at your crib, boy, that's bad business
Tell a bitch, "Get what you want, I ain't yo' last niggas"
It's two Benzes in the group, I'll crash this one
A three-five in this 'Wood, I can't pass this one
We ain't financing shit, bitch, I cashed this one
Easy money
[Chorus]
Moncler bubbles for the times we ain't had shit
This that Baby Los that did cash flips
This that Baby Los that drink Actavis
Put a price on his head, get the tag ripped
Forty-thousand in my pants, I ain't flash shit
Niggas keep asking 'bout the 'Vette, bitch, we crashed it
Come and fuck one of my niggas, get yo' ass did
Happily hoppin' on that road got me mad rich
(Trappin' and copping all these 'bows got my mans lit)
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