Viper - New Money lyrics

A G never slacking
A hustler done got stuck on paper stacking
Making cash, in other words
Came kicking punks to the curb
Always pushing something nice
Always covered in ice
Draped up from head to toe
But when it gets dirty, it's gots to go
Down, in my hood
I'm G'd up hustling and it's all good
Shining, in every way
Under my shirt - the three eight-
Ty the boys is trippin'
They think that they can catch me slipping
Making sure life of haters ain't fair
It's a trip, got cash everywhere

I ain't never gon' stop stacking
As if I'm going insane
That's cuz i got that loot on my brain
It's something about it
Got me wanting more and more
And with it i get anything at any store
Motherfuck a price tag money is no object
Long as it's fresh enough to break necks
If a nigga act crazy and enough
To make his eyes lazy
Hazy is the way my eyes
Stay because of the di-
Amonds in my piece and chain
Karats in my ear won't help the boys maintain
They composure but i do
As my wealth increases it multiplies by two
I'm loving this cheese
And the boys behind the ones be good to me

Money, checks in my mailbox
Boys can't get it
Cuz that there's a stash spot
And that's not all, I got other cash lots:
Banks, my crib, my pockets in fat knots
Money, checks in my mailbox
Boys can't get it
Cuz that there's a stash spot
And that's not all, I got other cash lots:
Banks, my crib, my pockets in fat knots