Money Man, Juney Knotzz - Intense lyrics

[Money Man, Juney Knotzz - Intense lyrics]

Havin' lunch and everything we do big on big
Bottom bitch do some lean in a wig
3k from a lil somethin' fit
He ain't do nothin' but dirty up shit
Street life pressin' bus pipes Nigga
This shit can get intense

P&V vibe
I'm smashing gon' give me fake license
Redneck Oregon plug gon' give me cheap prices
Got the trackhawk and the jailbreak
Got the TRS in the black lake
Bad bitch with me rockin' 3 cuban
Crazy what this Diamondback doing humans
Turn a pussy nigga block to some ruin
Lifting all them pounds, it was back bruisin'
Tanzanian vibe, she just arm candy
Plug sent the whole truck of lung candy
Nigga jumpin' ship like blackbeard
When the feds come, they gon' act weird
We keep buyin' blicks we the most feared
This war going on, don't you interfere
Long hair baddie resemble Gwynevere
Pullin' on it when I hit her from the rear
If you see me with a she top tier
If you see me burnin', then it's top tier
Heavy jewelry on my neck, bling brama
Chick drippin' in a Burberry blouse
Put the scams out a new built house
I just piped on a 30k couch
Sharp, Boujie, and Givenchy
She got real taste, she dripped in double C
I just hit the crib one late
Night and deported my new bitch
Then found out she had a CPN
And the bullshit birth certificate
They gon' take the drip and then mimic it
I'm smashing Libyans and Dominicans
Nigga try to block it ain't hindering

Havin' lunch and everything we do big on big
Bottom bitch do some lean in a wig
3k from a lil somethin' fit
He ain't do nothin' but dirty up shit
Street life pressin' bus pipes Nigga
This shit can get intense

Shit gettin' intense when you got
Two or three going instant
Shit getting intense now I
Got diamonds on me, i sense it
Niggas ain't getting no money
Had to wash my hands I had to rinse it
I'm the one that mr with the
Za take me out my dimension
I peeped the movie police
They were born in it in unfortunately
Three bitches with me originally
Got the big juice like normie
Baby write his name out 100 times
Gotta practice on her forgery
Bitch you ever seen 100 racks at one time
Never seen a hundred scraps at one time
You ain't listenin' I'm tryna put you
Down go about this shit accordingly
I was trappin' on a tether nigga
On house arrest on a cordless
Bad bitch with that rear end finna
Bend and make her enjoy this bust it down
Let the in write my name down
Like I'm bored with it

Havin' lunch and everything we do big on big
Bottom bitch do some lean in a wig
3k from a lil somethin' fit
He ain't do nothin' but dirty up shit
Street life pressin' bus pipes Nigga
This shit can get intense p&V vibe
I'm smashing gon' give me fake license
Redneck Oregon plug gon' give me cheap prices
Got the trackhawk and the jailbreak
Got the TRS in the black lake
Bad bitch with me rockin' 3 cuban
Crazy what this Diamondback doing humans
Turn a pussy nigga block to some ruin
Lifting all them pounds, it was back bruisin'
Tanzanian vibe, she just arm candy
Plug sent the whole truck of lung candy
Nigga jumpin' ship like blackbeard
When the feds come, they gon' act weird
We keep buyin' blicks we the most feared
This war going on, don't you interfere

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