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minute man - fbg young lyrics

[intro: fbg young]
yeah
number 1, lil’ ho, godumb, lil’ ho
got boo man in this b*tch with me
cole in this b*tch with me

[chorus: fbg young]
yeah, time is money and you n*ggas minute mans (you n*ggas minute mans)
f*ck them n*ggas, all about my benjamins (i’m chasin’ dough)
my hitters jump gates, they be hittin’ sh*t (they be hittin’ sh*t)
l’s up, my n*ggas, they get rid of sh*t (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
time is money and you n*ggas minute mans (you n*ggas minute mans) (yeah)
f*ck them n*ggas, all about my benjamins (i’m chasin’ dough) (godumb)
my hitters jump gates, they be hittin’ sh*t (they be hittin’ sh*t) (godumb, number 1)
l’s up, my n*ggas, they get rid of sh*t (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) (yeah)
[verse 1: fbg young]
i’m just coolin’ (coolin’), ballin’ like a jump shot (i’m ballin’)
live from the ‘ville, wherе actin’ stupid can get a gunshot (boom, boom, boom)
i’m number 1, i ain’t with all that flexin’ sh*t (catch up)
catch a n*gga lackin’, rеferee, it get hectic, b*tch (godumb)
my n*ggas hitters, so be cool like my bezel, b*tch (be cool)
them hitters cancel sh*t, in other words, they exit sh*t (man down)
trues hold racks, so six hundred chump change (they lames)
.40 take thirty, i just shoot, f*ck a aim (boom, boom, boom)
coolin’ with them hitters, blowin’ dope, anti*stain (can’t go)
stl, ebt, three letter gang bang (three letter gang bang)
no, i can’t go (no, i can’t go), no, i’m not a lame (no, i’m not a lame)
shout out brick squad (brick squad), them boys insane (l’s)

[chorus: fbg young & big t]
yeah, time is money and you n*ggas minute mans (you n*ggas minute mans)
f*ck them n*ggas, all about my benjamins (i’m chasin’ dough)
my hitters jump gates, they be hittin’ sh*t (they be hittin’ sh*t)
l’s up, my n*ggas, they get rid of sh*t (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
time is money and you n*ggas minute mans (you n*ggas minute mans) (uh*huh, yeah)
f*ck them n*ggas, all about my benjamins (i’m chasin’ dough) (uh*huh, yeah)
my hitters jump gates, they be hittin’ sh*t (they be hittin’ sh*t) (uh*huh, yeah)
l’s up, my n*ggas, they get rid of sh*t (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) (uh*huh, yeah)

[verse 2: big t & fbg young]
time is money, you broke, it’s a joke, but i find it funny (nah)
get quiet money with a bunch of youngins that get grimy for me (blah)
diamond [?], lose your b*tch, don’t find it funny (uh)
she always right on my d*ck so much, she might as well sign it for me (goofy)
for thinkin’ i’m playin’, i blow at their brains, some of ’em minor for me (why?)
they fire for me, put in work, retirement money (go)
i don’t understand a word that he sayin’, someone rewind it for me (rewind)
i’m watchin’ this bag, clockin’ this cash, excellent timin’ for me (ha)
their money minute man (minute man), n*gga, no missy
b*tches gettin’ tipsy off that remy martin, no nipsies (whoo)
blowin’ on that president, lewinsky (yo)
stl roll with me, qm
[chorus: fbg young]
yeah, time is money and you n*ggas minute mans (you n*ggas minute mans)
f*ck them n*ggas, all about my benjamins (i’m chasin’ dough)
my hitters jump gates, they be hittin’ sh*t (they be hittin’ sh*t)
l’s up, my n*ggas, they get rid of sh*t (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
time is money and you n*ggas minute mans (you n*ggas minute mans)
f*ck them n*ggas, all about my benjamins (i’m chasin’ dough)
my hitters jump gates, they be hittin’ sh*t (they be hittin’ sh*t) (yeah)
l’s up, my n*ggas, they get rid of sh*t (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) (ha, look)

[verse 3: fbg young]
young shootin’ sh*t (young shootin’ sh*t), i get mvp (i get mvp)
trickin’, that’s a no*no, b*tch, i’m mob (stupid dummy)
free cee ball (cee ball), free wee wee (them my n*ggas)
free big chick, taki, and dashei (ebt)
and lil’ b (bang, bang), them the real hitters
r.i.p. the guys (r.i.p. the guys), all them real n*ggas (l’s up)
they say, “young go dumb,” b*tch, i can’t stop (b*tch, i can’t stop)
do a hit on the opps with e block (number 1)
b*tch, i go dumb, they likin’ how i do sh*t (catch up)
i got some hitters from the ward that’s gon’ shoot sh*t (boom, boom, boom, boom)
hospital flow, bars, they be too sick (ld)
number 5 handy manny with that toolie, b*tch (jiale)

[chorus: fbg young & stl boo man]
yeah, time is money and you n*ggas minute mans (you n*ggas minute mans)
(yeah, free ty, man)
f*ck them n*ggas, all about my benjamins (i’m chasin’ dough)
(free cee ball, free the guys)
my hitters jump gates, they be hittin’ sh*t (they be hittin’ sh*t)
(stl, we a team, man)
l’s up, my n*ggas, they get rid of sh*t (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
(let’s get this dough, kid)
time is money and you n*ggas minute mans (you n*ggas minute mans)
(shout outs to number 1, cole, we in this b*tch)
f*ck them n*ggas, all about my benjamins (i’m chasin’ dough)
(copo, where you at?)
my hitters jump gates, they be hittin’ sh*t (they be hittin’ sh*t)
(yeah, l’s or sh*lls, kid)
l’s up, my n*ggas, they get rid of sh*t (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
(we gettin’ money, long clips)

- fbg young lyrics

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