Internet Money, Dro Kenji, Scorey - FINDERS KEEPERS lyrics
Internet Money [Taz Taylor] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Internet Money, Dro Kenji, Scorey - FINDERS KEEPERS lyrics]
Oh, T'd up
I've been takin' drugs 'til my heart stop
Re'd-up
I might hit the plug, I need all Wock'
Drink up
She just tryna lick me 'cause
My ice like it's Rita's
She know that she want me
'cause it's finders keepers
Got 'em lookin' silly, he can't find her
Weeper
Brodie got her strippin'
Get behind her, and team her
She gon' hit the floor
Give me mind 'til her knees hurt
But I had to kick her to the side
I don't need her
I'ma keep on countin' all this
Money 'til my fingers hurt
Then I get a money counter
This shit got a endless limit
Rock out in my wonderland like I
Can't hear a hatin' nigga
Smoke out all my useless feelings
I do not debate with Satan
On the dark side of your life
Got a lot of evil energy but it's not mine
Got a lot of evil enemies
And that's all fine
But you're the only thing I'm worried
'bout when I'm not high
Oh, T'd up
I've been takin' drugs 'til my heart stop
Re'd-up
I might hit the plug, I need all Wock'
Drink up
She just tryna lick me 'cause
My ice like it's Rita's
She know that she want me
'cause it's finders keepers
Got 'em lookin' silly, he can't find her
Weeper
Brodie got her strippin'
Get behind her, and team her
She gon' hit the floor
Give me mind 'til her knees hurt
But I had to kick her to the side
I don't need her
Pop out at your party
Snuck the whole gang in it, uh
Tryna have the fam' eatin'
Like it's Thanksgiving
Lil' brodie bang Smith &'s and
I just chase millions
Used to wear the same shit, just
On my day-to day mission
Uh
We givin' out smoke
You get high from that contact
And we takin' souls like
A death row contract
Smith & Wesson compact
Hit 'em with that, "Damn
Where you find that?"
Head tap, make that nigga blam
Where his mind at
Oh, T'd up
I've been takin' drugs 'til my heart stop
Re'd-up
I might hit the plug, I need all Wock'
Drink up
She just tryna lick me 'cause
My ice like it's Rita's
She know that she want me
'cause it's finders keepers
Got 'em lookin' silly, he can't find her
Weeper
Brodie got her strippin'
Get behind her, and team her
She gon' hit the floor
Give me mind 'til her knees hurt
But I had to kick her to the side
I don't need her
But I had to kick her to the side
I don't need her
I've been takin' drugs 'til my heart stop
Re'd-up
I might hit the plug, I need all Wock'
Drink up
She just tryna lick me 'cause
My ice like it's Rita's
She know that she want me
'cause it's finders keepers
Got 'em lookin' silly, he can't find her
Weeper
Brodie got her strippin'
Get behind her, and team her
She gon' hit the floor
Give me mind 'til her knees hurt
But I had to kick her to the side
I don't need her
I'ma keep on countin' all this
Money 'til my fingers hurt
Then I get a money counter
This shit got a endless limit
Rock out in my wonderland like I
Can't hear a hatin' nigga
Smoke out all my useless feelings
I do not debate with Satan
On the dark side of your life
Got a lot of evil energy but it's not mine
Got a lot of evil enemies
And that's all fine
But you're the only thing I'm worried
'bout when I'm not high
Oh, T'd up
I've been takin' drugs 'til my heart stop
Re'd-up
I might hit the plug, I need all Wock'
Drink up
She just tryna lick me 'cause
My ice like it's Rita's
She know that she want me
'cause it's finders keepers
Got 'em lookin' silly, he can't find her
Weeper
Brodie got her strippin'
Get behind her, and team her
She gon' hit the floor
Give me mind 'til her knees hurt
But I had to kick her to the side
I don't need her
Pop out at your party
Snuck the whole gang in it, uh
Tryna have the fam' eatin'
Like it's Thanksgiving
Lil' brodie bang Smith &'s and
I just chase millions
Used to wear the same shit, just
On my day-to day mission
Uh
We givin' out smoke
You get high from that contact
And we takin' souls like
A death row contract
Smith & Wesson compact
Hit 'em with that, "Damn
Where you find that?"
Head tap, make that nigga blam
Where his mind at
Oh, T'd up
I've been takin' drugs 'til my heart stop
Re'd-up
I might hit the plug, I need all Wock'
Drink up
She just tryna lick me 'cause
My ice like it's Rita's
She know that she want me
'cause it's finders keepers
Got 'em lookin' silly, he can't find her
Weeper
Brodie got her strippin'
Get behind her, and team her
She gon' hit the floor
Give me mind 'til her knees hurt
But I had to kick her to the side
I don't need her
But I had to kick her to the side
I don't need her