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gandhi - money man lyrics

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shop with that stick like i’m playin’ some hockey
my b*tch got a face and a dog and she c*cky
i buy em that ‘za i do not have to clock it
i put one in the head, i do not have to c*ck it
trap spot in the projects, i made it my office
we deep in this b*tch, burnin’ cake and it’s foggy
when i hit the east, i get treated like gandhi
keep a small circle, these n*ggas get mixy
need some more routers, i’m tryna get busy
i need some more flour, i need about 50
define a real n*gga, i fit the description
cartier bi*focus with the prescription
know about this growin’ sh*t, i’m havin’ wisdom
count up an eighty while watchin’ the simpsons
heard about venom, i’m more into raven
we super strong, n*ggas runnin’ and ravin’
stealin’ [?] we push up and take it
plug on the level, he personally bring it
you need 100 then i can arrange it
f*ckin’ on popular b*tches who famous
crib out a mountain with 30k vases
f*ck when we swipe, we gon’ cover our faces
slot for that bag, then it’s off to the races

[hook]
he f*ck with growers, i know
walk in my trap, get slapped with a bow
ain’t got no love for no thot or no hoe
he’ll put that fye to a rapper i know
yeah
yeah
i know
rock with the cannon and let that b*tch blow
we havin’ ‘racks in this b*tch is you slow
that boy be puttin’ that sh*t on i know

ain’t’ got no love for a snake to get murdered
youngins with me, they gon crash like a server
them n*ggas throwed off, you know they berserkers
weighin’ up plato while eatin’ a burger
go to the east i get treated like trump
send 30 pounds of shrooms to the gump
this money hit the world, time to flush
put the test to his diamonds, he probably gonna flunk
louie new york, i get sent to the back
exclusive drip, this is not on the rack
you smell this sh*t before it come out the vat
used to get bud n*gga shout out the sack
this sh*t is flawless, zoom in on these diamonds
these n*ggas jealous they hate that we shinin’
shoppin’ in frisco
i’m 49, i’m with a thick hoe
yeah [?]
they tried to k!ll me, but i’m a survivor
n*gga tried to steal me, i’m tappin’ this visor
this is a cullinan this not a chrysler
i’m out in zona with p, serving kyler
shoppin’ in denver, ran into shadeur
rich n*gga hit the grow house in new york
binary trigger gon’ shoot like a fully
these n*ggas p*ssy remind me of snooki
[hook] x2
he f*ck with growers, i know
walk in my trap, get slapped with a bow
ain’t got no love for no thot or no hoe
he’ll put that five to a rapper i know
yeah
yeah
i know
rock with the cannon and let that b*tch blow
we havin’ ‘racks in this b*tch is you slow
that boy be puttin’ that sh*t on i know

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