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omertà she wrote - mr.money lyrics

omertà she wrote
omertà she wrote
omertà she wrote
omertà she wrote
king of the drip and king of the dope
i get it for low if you wanting the soap
i stay with all white i feel like the pope
made it outta the hood i’m giving ’em hope

b*tch me and my brother been locked in
got a glock i don’t know ’bout boxing
these off*white kicks ain’t common
i’m the batman out here robbing
ain’t giving no passes, stockton
got the green on me like boston
don’t run up without taking caution
i’ll pop him and buy him his coffin
when i shoot it’s gone’ boost my adrenaline
hе was all tough now he acting all feminine
i was just whipping and sеlling it
red and blue tips finna touch up his skeleton
virgil on me b*tch i’m fly as a pelican
when touching a brick be delicate
when i’m talking money you know that it’s elegant
i’m in my element
pump in the trunk it resemble an elephant
i got two cups filled up with the medicine
i’m back in the goat mode
got the white straight in for the low*low
she do anything for the co*co
we aim at his head no low*blow
my shoota on point he lo*co
what i rap in my songs i do not condone
if i heard that it’s beef i ain’t coming alone
i heard that he wanted smoke
you can’t go to war with me if you broke
two times ya rent finna cover my toe
day one sh*t my bros won’t fold
she got put the jam and omertà she wrote

yeah, ahh
smoking some gas, light up or shut up these n*ggas be capping ’bout getting that bag
seeing me pull up with nothing but diamonds and b*tches that all of these n*ggas can’t have
mission statement with a bigger placement and an intermission for a blunt rotation
i’ve been working tryna make some millions, so i can tell my momma that i finally made it
king of va, hustling n*ggas and taking they money ’bout 1k a day
skipping my classes ain’t worried ’bout passes, i was out getting lit with the gang
smoking weed with your b*tch at my momma house
i’m a living legend ’cause i made it out
i don’t hold up for no one so pay me now
all them b*tches tryna f*ck ’cause i’m wavy now
all my b*tches ‘gone get what they wanting
most of the time you can tell when i’m blunted
nah i’m good i don’t need to get fronted
bussing packs come and get what you wanted
whenever i roll up you knowing d*mn well i’m smoking that sh*t to the face
k!lling these n*ggas you knowing d*mn well that will not leave no trace

- mr money lyrics

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