Текст песни
Mmm. Ayy. Money coming, money going. Bitches, bitches, hoes, whores. South Memphis nigga, nine foreigns. Sneak dissing, ain't no time for it. Hood rich, rocking Tom Ford. Baby choppa like five-four. Counting guala got my thumbs sore. Copped another watch 'cause I was bored. I got money running through my pores. Yeah I'm up but I want some more. Yeah I'm up, check the scoreboard. I get money like it was a chore, lil' Bitch. I got pussies in my head keep on Saying boy let's get it. I got bitches on my dick and I got Niggas in my business. I got Wock-Wock in my kidneys and I piss All on your feelings. Yeah I got the double R truck now I walk in one with no Ceiling. Uh, yeah, you feel me? Ayy, I been getting so much money don't know What to do. Out on the floor sipping on A four watching the greens fish. Yeah, money coming, money going. Got rich off a string of touring. Yeah balling like the final four. Got bitches tryna make a porn. Ex bitch talking 'bout she torn. Had to leave on her like a foreign. Think about money when I yawn. Yeah it's on my mind every morning, bitch. I jump up out the bed, get into the Bread, middle fingers to the feds, yeah. Play you in the red, choppas on your head, Now a nigga is Yeah, I ain't gotta say It, why would I say it? Niggas know I Ain't playing, yeah. I'm already playing with a bag, I ain't playing 'round with nan', nigga. I barely trust my fam, nigga. I could look, they like damn, nigga. A hundred racks on a Ram, nigga. And a choppa with a hundred rounds, nigga. The choppa little but it sound big. These niggas hoes just sound cute. Gang get to stepping like Pam, nigga. Yeah, Money coming, money going. Bitches, bitches, hoes, whores. South Memphis nigga, nine foreigns. Sneak dissing, ain't no time for 'em. Hood rich, rocking Tom Ford. Baby choppa like five-four. Counting guala got my thumbs sore. Copped another watch 'cause I was bored, lil' bitch. I got pussies in my head keep on saying Boy let's get it. I got bitches on my Dick and I got niggas in my business. I got Wock-Wock in my kidneys and I piss All on your feelings. Yeah I got the double R truck now I walk in one with no Ceiling. Uh, yeah, you feel me? Uh.
Key Glock — Ya Feel Me
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