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money - 540 lyrics

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[chorus: 540]
i got swag located in my fabrics
[?] f*cking round wit lores gon get tragic
pull them sticks out on a motherf*cking maggot
[?] talking sh*t and ima finna cause havoc

[verse 1: 540]
yeah he talking sh*t
i got a stick
i got your b*tch
shoutout [?], so if i ever go broke then i’m hitting l!cks
pull up on your b*tch and she say she wanna take a pic
lean in my cup lemme go ahead and take a sip
b*tch i gotta glow up on some drugs
tryna run up on me [?], are you f*cking dumb
f*cking on your b*tch she said i make her cum
i got free smoke who want some
i got a white shooter named logan
i just f*cked your b*tch, with no f*cking trojan
when your b*tch see me she keep her legs wide open
put d*ck in her mouth, now that lil b*tch choking
me my [?] smoking pack we smoking propane
off the f*cking molly and i’m off the cocaine
f*ck that b*tch, kicked her out, no she cannot stay
run up on me and i’m finna throw your life away
me my [?] we smoking on exotic
say you in the sheets, bro u needa stop it
me my [?] cezz we be toattin on a rocket
and the f*cking [?] that [?] wanna cop it
[chorus: 540]
i got swag located in my fabrics
[?] f*cking round wit lores gon get tragic
pull them sticks out on a motherf*cking maggot
[?] talking sh*t and ima finna cause havoc

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