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carousel - money man, zaytoven & trauma tone lyrics

[intro]
(trauma tone)
(zaytoven)

[chorus: money man]
i just walked up to the carousel, my luggage full of ps
i’m infusin’ all my weed, all my b*tches get aps
i give gems to all my n*gga, i binary all my triggers
i put handguards on my sticks, i’m the first in on the list
my b*tch look good with no makeup, your b*tch ugly, that’s a shame
one of you dumb ass n*gga gon’ die tryna come and sn*tch my chain
psa, i’m takin’ over, ‘za stuffed in the fendi roller
they say you like the n*ggas you hang around, they all scammin’ and they growers

[verse: money man]
my whole circle gettin’ money, your whole circle full of bums
have my n*ggas on the run, we’ll spin some sh*t for fun
f*ck me good, i’ll pay your rent, f*ck me good, you’ll get chanel
i don’t hate on other n*ggas, but her ex man lame as h*ll
got a section full of b*tches, all them hoes is throwin’ ones
got a warehouse full of plants, you buy a hundred, you could come
n*gga, don’t talk to my ar, talk ’bout money and shut your f*ckin’ mouth
she leave hearts in my dm, i’ma say these my bm
i don’t f*ck with fbi, think it’s sweet, then come and try
that sh*t weak, these n*gga smokin’, don’t be scared, babe, bust it open
blew a .30 up in strokers, big ol’ .40 on me pokin’
i’m in dallas for the playoffs, watchin’ luca shoot a trey ball
i’ma get racks no matter what, i’ma have motion no matter what
n*gga say he real, but somethin’ fishy, it ain’t addin’ up
my lil’ thick b*tch from panola, fine as h*ll and keep a blower
n*gga shop with me like kroger, n*gga shop with me like publix
you can’t get this strain of sh*t too high, and, n*gga, you on the budget
n*gga, be quiet with all that huffin’, get your life took over nothin’
get your b*tch hooked, now she gang, catch a hat, come get a chain
wanna win? come f*ck with me
want some ‘za? come f*ck with me, let’s go
[chorus: money man]
i just walked up to the carousel, my luggage full of ps
i’m infusin’ all my weed, all my b*tches get aps
i give gems to all my n*gga, i binary all my triggers
i put handguards on my sticks, i’m the first in on the list
my b*tch look good with no makeup, your b*tch ugly, that’s a shame
one of you dumb ass n*gga gon’ die tryna come and sn*tch my chain
psa, i’m takin’ over, ‘za stuffed in the fendi roller
they say you like the n*ggas you hang around, they all scammin’ and they growers

- money man zaytoven trauma tone lyrics

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