Money Man - February 20th Freestyle lyrics

Fly to Miami I shop when i land
Amex froze up so we switch up the plan (yeah)
Discover approving a band (yeah)
I shoot a lil nigga dead where he stand
Pull up I'm smoking gelato with fans
Call me an Uber to serve two bags
I'm in a trap catch a play with the last
V12 my motor I drive this shit fast
Everything custom I don't follow fast
Counter checks smiling I can't go out sad
In my free time I go weigh up a bag
I don't want lil mama cause lil mama trash
OD my I'ma roll up some hash
I swear that you the best chick I done had
Can't help myself I gotta feel on your ass
Gave her 3 racks tell her go get a bag
Rainy day money two M's in the stash
Luxury lifestyle I know I won't last
Run up that sack need some pads and a helmet
Lil baby with me she red like some velvet
Glock 23 got me feelin' so militant
Burberry trousers I feel like a fisherman
Thin-mint weed taste like I'm
Smokin' a peppermint (yeah)
This AR right here gon' re-model your house
This shit go through some brick and some
Stuff go in airing you out
EMT comin' to carry you out
APD lurkin' they staring me down
All the pain from the streets
It be wearin' me down
Trap full of killers got clientele iffy
I too this shit global just like I was spiffy
AP I'm feelin' real chilly
Copped some Margiela fruit of my labors
This shit so loud it's
Disturbin' my neighbors
Flex on IG I'ma shit on my haters
All different strains come and
Pick you a flavor dark skin bitch bad and
She mixed with Jamaican
Damn my bad I think she
Mixed with some Haitan
Anyway we finna go have relations
In the trap all day
I'm giving niggas temptations
Can't fuck with lames they gon'
Fuck up my brand
Only the strong can't be holding no hands
I'ma get buff if I go to the can
Pushin' the Coupe I'ma fuck up the trans
I swear her body got me in a trance
All of that money got me in a trance
Nigga Amiri constructed these pants
I am not average I am advanced
Only the present can harp on the past
You ain't a dime lil baby I'll pass
Burnin' petrol and this shit right here gas
Keep me a hood rat and she like to spazz
Come yo closet just like I'm a creature
The blue jeans are regular
I don't want neither
Switch up the cone cause
The strain gettin' weaker