Money Mitch E

I went from pimpin', spendin', robbin', runnin' Through deposits. Alexa, play that song by Future, It's called Honest. Truthfully, I'm half emotion, Nigga, and I'm solid. Never been no lick, go ask that one nigga About it. I got loads of seven fifty, Grab a hundred, the price drop. Everything for sale, even this bitch right here with Five top. Kill my own partner like I'm Brazy, Charge the pipe up. I'm fucked up in the Head, 'cause all that switchin' made me trust none. It's a couple niggas in my corner, though. It's a couple solid bitches, but they ain't no Local hoes. Niggas crazy 'bout that chicken, It's that pollo loco flow. He let me buy the pint for cheap, I Had to pour it with him, fair trade. You ain't never seen that lead sprayed. I'm on a cleanse, last spent a ten for Thirty days. Percocets controllin' my dog and I fell Away. How you feel about these rappers? They be cappin' every day. I ain't perfect, but she treat me like it. My bitch gorgeous like that Skilla song, I love Her body. She be shy, but she a freak When she get in private. A red octagon with Stop on it couldn't even Stop me. Nigga, I'ma keep it goin'. I ain't never been on slowin'. Turn the airplane mode on while we FaceTime, She annoyin'. Put that pill up on your tongue And tell me how you feel your forehead. I'm the truth up in the booth, don't forget And don't ignore it, nigga. You sell pussy to only add this bitch, you Still whorin'. You suck dick and kiss your kids, Bitch, you been goin'. You ain't really 'bout that Life 'cause you don't live for it. Rollies carats in my ear, I spent a ten For 'em. I been stunting on these niggas for A long time. My dog popped off, got Carti goin' a long Time. I'm the realest in this shit, don't need No cosign. I'm the truth up in the booth, Ain't cappin', no lines. Don't get wet up, nigga, I'm runnin' with the Drizz gang. With my jeweler talkin' condos out in Biscayne. Dropped a bitch 'cause we ain't never on The same page. Dropped a nigga tryna sneak diss on my fuckin' Gang. AFN, BTZ, F that D. U. E. Dropped a fifty on a piece like it ain't Nothin' to me. Swervin' lane to lane, a double Cup of purple drink. Strapped up in my city, nigga, who want war With me? I'd rather a nigga call me broke 'fore he call me a bitch. But I ain't neither, I'm a demon with a Flooded wrist. Snatch a nigga up like Ice, I think I'm Money Mitch. He think he alpha, he get killed for tryna Take my bricks. Nigga, yeah, who you think you Is? Smack her ass and pull her hair 'cause It's my favorite bitch. With the gang, See the chains, it's somethin' you can't miss. Last of a dyin' breed, nigga, this my gift. Yeah, Uh, uh. Last of a dyin' breed, nigga, this my gift, Yeah. yeah, Uh, uh. Snatch a nigga up like Ice, I think I'm Money Mitch