Money Over Hoes E

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Let They be like, what? Whoa, that young nigga right there cold. Riding in a drop top Rolls. I'm riding a drop top Rolls. Shout out to my gang that's broke. I ain't got no friends, just foes. And you know I'm sticking to the code. Nigga, I put money over hoes. They be like, what? Whoa, that young nigga right there cold. Riding a drop top Rolls. I'm riding in a drop top Rolls. Shout out to my gang that's broke. I ain't got no friends, just foes. And you know I'm sticking to the code. Nigga, I put money over hoes. Over these bitches. No, these hoes can't get my Dough. Can't my riches. No, these bitches can't get my dough. I'm sipping on lean by the fo's. Get a bag, do a show, then I roll. Yeah, I'm balling, bitch, you know the score. If you talking 'bout money, let's go. Let's get it. Yeah, let's go. Little nigga, he hot as a stove. Mr. Glock got your bitch on the road. Mr. Glock got your bitch on the go. Icy white teeth with diamonds and gold. I see niggas hate me on the low. Fuck that talking, go 'head, drop the lo'. Fuck that talking, my nigga, let's go. They be like, what? Whoa, that young nigga right there cold. Riding in a drop top Rolls. I'm riding a drop top Rolls. Shout out to my gang that's broke. I ain't got no friends, just foes. And you know I'm sticking to the code. Nigga, I put money over hoes. They be like, what? Whoa, that young nigga right there cold. Riding a drop top Rolls. I'm riding in a drop top Rolls. Shout out to my gang that's broke. I ain't got no friends, just foes. And you know I'm sticking to the code. Nigga, I put money over hoes. Over these bitches. No, these hoes can't get my Dough. No, I'll never sell my soul. Sell a ho before I sell my soul. Sipping on Dranks, I ain't catching no cold. Middle school, Polo to the floor like dro. High school, getting head, yeah, Amber Cove. Bitch, my heart and my watch froze. What? Whoa, that young nigga right there cold. Riding in a drop top Rolls. I'm riding in a drop top Rolls. Shout out to my gang that's broke. I ain't got no friends, just foes. And you know I'm sticking to the code. Nigga, I put money over hoes. They like, what? That young nigga right there cold. Riding a drop top Rolls. I'm riding a drop top Rolls. Shout out to my gang that's broke. I ain't got no friends, just foes. And you know I'm sticking to the code. Nigga, I put money over hoes. Over these bitches. G Lock.