Money Man - Ochoa lyrics

I can make the bank send six-figure funds over (Alawais)
Playin' with the racks like a motherfuckin' stockbroker
Juicin' up the 'Cat, hell nah, this ain't a stock motor
DMT, loud, I'm a real live strain grower
Handgun lights, I'm a legit Glock tower
Make a million dollars every time I'm talkin' crops over
On the west coast, shoot a country nigga, crossover
I ain't talkin' hoops, but I make a nigga crossover
Run my own drug ring, I feel like Ochoa
Lit with the conversation, spit like a flamethrower
Which car your want, girl? Waitin' on the Range Rover
Five different checks on one account equal one-twenty
Side bitch cool 'cause I give her ass hush money
Big scammer, scam the whole city like hush puppy
Overseas currency, a nigga got Dutch money
12 hit a spot, but the laptops been gone
I can put a whole mil' from it 'cause it's fire strong
I just sold three hundred bags and it ain't take long
Glock 27 nigga leave a whole nigga face gone

I just put the Benz up, then I brought the truck out
Three day water fast, cause I gotta cleanse out
Heard a nigga snitchin' on me, so I gotta clean house
Plugs know I'm movin' real fast, so they reachin' out
Highway too hot, I'ma take the scenic route
I just wanna fuck, bae, I ain't tryna eat ya out
Trap spot jumpin' too hard, I'ma beat it out
If a nigga get aggressive, we gonna bring them heaters out
Jedi mindfuck, make a nigga see hallucinations
In the crib, countin' up money, really concentratin'
You can tell the police fuck 'em, no cooperatin'
Niggas doing too much, guess they overcompensatin'
Shorty body real, but the shit look fake
Take her to the crib and eat her like steak
Got a band man plug in thirteen states
Gettin' to the checks, so you know they gonna hate
Let's go

I can make the bank send six-figure funds over
Playing with the racks like a motherfuckin' stockbroker
Juicin' up the 'Cat, hell nah, this ain't a stock motor
DMT, loud, I'm a real live strain grower
Handgun lights, I'm a legit Glock tower
Make a million dollars every time I'm talkin' crops over
On the west coast, shoot a country nigga, crossover
I ain't talkin' hoops, but I make a nigga crossover
Run my own drug ring, I feel like Ochoa
Lit with the conversation, spit like a flamethrower
Which car your want, girl? Waitin' on the Range Rover
Five different checks on one account equal one-twenty
Side bitch cool 'cause I give her ass hush money
Big scammer, scam the whole city like hush puppy
Overseas currency, a nigga got Dutch money
12 hit a spot, but the laptops been gone
I can put a whole mil' from it 'cause it's fire strong
I just sold three hundred bags and it ain't take long
Glock 27 nigga leave a whole nigga face gone