Desire (Rapper) - Money lyrics

Yeah, she want me cause a nigga got money
Dropped outta school but I’m not no dummy
I’m off the percs all the way to the
These niggas broke man this shit so funny
Racks, on racks, on racks
We the ones claiming the hat yeah, it’s gone
Why you talking we don’t do the chattin
When you see me better have that gun at your
Slugga locked up in that cell chosen
Off the Roxy’s yeah I really be floatin’
Put your wig on man it’s time to get smart
Diamonds light up even when it get dark
Im trynna fuck I don’t care about your heart
Ghost Glocks and I’m
New whip kеy for the start
Soon as they book me I’m finna post bail
Ridе with them killas that’s neva gone tell
We up in Saks finna hit up Chanel
Boogers on my pants you see it
Up in the jewelry store had
To take up some leaks
Gettin’ fat Benihana’s good eats
Off the percs he not finna sleep
Trynna catch a opp and knock him off his feet
30 clip hanging fuck whatcha saying
Fuck your lil clique that you say you bangin’
He ain’t get touched finna
Make an arrangement
You ain’t never did nothing’ to
Them niggas you dissin’
What’s that lil shit that you be claimin’
Thought these rap niggas was some gangstas
Really ain’t y’all some entertainers
(Pussies)

That pussy nigga had his makers
Killin’ come and take us
Slide in that Bentley yeah that be the taker
Hop in da Track’ bitch I’ll see ya later
Sitting’ on the anchors
Heard about him yelling KayB dangerous
(KayB dangerous)