gettin to the money - slime krime lyrics
time is money young n*gga
when you wanna talk to me, make sure you’re getting to the point
and we gettin to the bag
no check no rap and that’s my n*gga no cap
standin on the corner wit them sticks where yo pole at
n*gga talkin sl!ck you on yo d*ck b*tch i’ll expose that
made it to a brick b*tch i’m a l!ck but no one knows that
all in the mix i’m poppin sh*t that’s just my woadie
gettin to the money break the piñata these chanel yeah
gettin to the money break the piñata i’m drippin red yeah
gettin to thе money break the piñata i’m drippin prada yеah
gettin to the money break the piñata no money problems yeah
bankroll pockets bigger than bags of mangos
hood ties be in places these n*ggas can’t go
rainbow lucky charms check out my range rov
nitro speedin fast that’s how my life go
life of the party let’s get us a bottle i wanna celebrate
look what you started i’m all on her body i never hesitate
no i’m not sorry shootouts and robberies it was like give or take
chief like a marley smoke all the problems still gotta face em yeah
black rose pretty b*tches but i don’t love em
cuz my heart froze out the window i let em have it
wit this drako taxe season you get exactly what you pay for
rari smashin i hit the gas and i get outta there
standin on the corner wit them sticks where yo pole at
n*gga talkin sl!ck you on yo d*ck b*tch i’ll expose that
made it to a brick b*tch i’m a l!ck but no one knows that
all in the mix i’m poppin sh*t that’s just my woadie
gettin to the money break the piñata these chanel yeah
gettin to the money break the piñata i’m drippin red yeah
gettin to the money break the piñata i’m drippin prada yeah
gettin to the money break the piñata no money problems yeah
road runner 223 i call it the dear hunter
codeine pour it up inside of a dirty fanta
money green touchin paper cause i was servin feens
part of me left with you now baby that’s honesty
life of the party let’s get us a bottle i wanna celebrate
he got a carbon let’s shoot up the party it was a better way
f*ck all that robbin that sh*t don’t surprise me i had to pave the way
young n*gga mobbin i got em on leashes i got em caged away
yellow ferrari pull up wit racks and i had to save the day
throat baby she down on her knees she singin amazin grace
go baby you get the lam cause i’m in a wraith today
no baby stiff on a b*tch ain’t givin no racks away
standin on the corner wit them sticks where yo pole at
n*gga talkin sl!ck you on yo d*ck b*tch i’ll expose that
made it to a brick b*tch i’m a l!ck but no one knows that
all in the mix i’m poppin sh*t that’s just my woadie
gettin to the money break the piñata these chanel yeah
gettin to the money break the piñata i’m drippin red yeah
gettin to the money break the piñata i’m drippin prada yeah
gettin to the money break the piñata no money problems yeah
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