1800 It, Baby Money - Ox lyrics
Baby Money [Carlos Deshawn Fischer] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[1800 It, Baby Money - Ox lyrics]
(1800 for you)
Yeah, a young boss
I'll fuck her on the floor if she let me
That shit crazy, I ain’t even go and vote
But got a Prezi the more risk
The more I go and put her in Chanely
We tote sticks
But every nigga in this whip a felon
Dead body on my wrist
This nigga went and bought a skelly
I'm like Ox with the K
I'ma do them boys like Belly
Hundred ’bows on the way
Tell them little boys just level
I'll sign for five mil', tell
Them bitches I can't settle, though
I was just servin' in the
O rockin' two bustdowns
We bust clowns, bet a hundred racks but odds
I get that cake up in your
State and then I rush out i'm shoppin' now
I’ma call you when I touch down
Look at all this ice
You know who runnin’ this shit
Ain't sittin’ in the crib
It's too much money to get
If we drop the price lower
Then we comin' to get 'em
Stop hangin’ with them lames, nigga
Come and get rich
Stop playin' with my brain, bitch
Come and get hit
ARs with the titties, got a hundred in it
Look at all this ice
You know who runnin' this shit
Look at all this ice, you
Know who runnin' this shit, easy money
We rock VS1 diamonds
We can change the whole climate
Say my chain look like lightning
That's the reason she keeps eyeing
Hell nah, we ain't climbing
But we get it out the mountain
Hell nah, we ain't fighting
We got choppers for the problems
If I want a nigga gone
I'ma pop him with his mama
If my lawyer know too much
I'ma do him like Joe Proctor
These pills all fake
You sayin' you got it from your doctor
This same situation just got
A nigga popped up
They ain't even see this shit happen
It just popped up
This nigga eatin' steak every day
And he locked up
Went and grabbed the Rollie out the mud
Now it's rocked up
All a nigga ask is loyalty
You can't buy trust
Look at all this ice
You know who runnin' this shit
Ain't sittin' in the crib
It's too much money to get
If we drop the price lower
Then we comin' to get 'em
Stop hangin' with them lames, nigga
Come and get rich
Stop playin' with my brain, bitch
Come and get hit
ARs with the titties, got a hundred in it
Look at all this ice
You know who runnin' this shit
Look at all this ice, you
Know who runnin' this shit, easy money
Yeah, a young boss
I'll fuck her on the floor if she let me
That shit crazy, I ain’t even go and vote
But got a Prezi the more risk
The more I go and put her in Chanely
We tote sticks
But every nigga in this whip a felon
Dead body on my wrist
This nigga went and bought a skelly
I'm like Ox with the K
I'ma do them boys like Belly
Hundred ’bows on the way
Tell them little boys just level
I'll sign for five mil', tell
Them bitches I can't settle, though
I was just servin' in the
O rockin' two bustdowns
We bust clowns, bet a hundred racks but odds
I get that cake up in your
State and then I rush out i'm shoppin' now
I’ma call you when I touch down
Look at all this ice
You know who runnin’ this shit
Ain't sittin’ in the crib
It's too much money to get
If we drop the price lower
Then we comin' to get 'em
Stop hangin’ with them lames, nigga
Come and get rich
Stop playin' with my brain, bitch
Come and get hit
ARs with the titties, got a hundred in it
Look at all this ice
You know who runnin' this shit
Look at all this ice, you
Know who runnin' this shit, easy money
We rock VS1 diamonds
We can change the whole climate
Say my chain look like lightning
That's the reason she keeps eyeing
Hell nah, we ain't climbing
But we get it out the mountain
Hell nah, we ain't fighting
We got choppers for the problems
If I want a nigga gone
I'ma pop him with his mama
If my lawyer know too much
I'ma do him like Joe Proctor
These pills all fake
You sayin' you got it from your doctor
This same situation just got
A nigga popped up
They ain't even see this shit happen
It just popped up
This nigga eatin' steak every day
And he locked up
Went and grabbed the Rollie out the mud
Now it's rocked up
All a nigga ask is loyalty
You can't buy trust
Look at all this ice
You know who runnin' this shit
Ain't sittin' in the crib
It's too much money to get
If we drop the price lower
Then we comin' to get 'em
Stop hangin' with them lames, nigga
Come and get rich
Stop playin' with my brain, bitch
Come and get hit
ARs with the titties, got a hundred in it
Look at all this ice
You know who runnin' this shit
Look at all this ice, you
Know who runnin' this shit, easy money