Money Man, BC Shooter - Taliban lyrics
Money Man [Tysen Jay Bolding] The Bronx, NY/Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Money Man, BC Shooter - Taliban lyrics]
Talk to Gutta, he coming in November
[?]
Blues on me like I went and got her pregnant
Double C Chanel, Jean jacket denim
Spent a hundred and twenty just to whip a Fisker
Kinda anti social ion talk to niggas
I got plenty homies eating off the web
She just came and gave extraordinary head
Pick my boy up from [?]
Half a mil from
Imaginary cred
You reap what you sew
Like needle and some thread
Hundreds on me looking like a loaf of bread
They prolly never love
Me till a nigga dead
Hit it right she ain't
Tryna leave the bed
I'm with some frat boys they drinking out a keg
They buying loud I charged a arm and a leg
Choppa hit the nigga
Arms and legs
For the racks damn right I'm going fed
Yeah yeah
Beard like I'm Santa like I'm pushing sleds
Niggas acting funny like that nigga neck
Yeah
[?] these the latest pair, lil mama with me
Ride with virgins just like the hair
Living reckless
Shit trap without a care
I know a doctor who'll finesse the Medicare
Street nigga I don't get pedicures
If money the topic then a nigga all ears
We ain't stopping nigga we trapping all yeah
80 bags of exotic and its all here
Buckets under plants buds fall here
Started from the bottom had to crawl here
Yeah yeah
I just talked to Gutta
I like muscle cars
Imma burn rubber
Big weezy shades
Swipin undercover
Loads from the west
I know several truckers
I know real florist
They keep low numbers
I keep grows coming
Ain't no slow summers
Taliban drugs like I'm Osama
Bought a private land
Growing in Amsterdam
I know Muslim niggas who from Pakistan
Calling Money told him meet me in Atlanta
I found a quicker way to get a bigger bag
I know these niggas out here tryna bite the drip and ride the wave
Now these pussy niggas mad
Plug dropped a 50 ran through em fast
Turban on me like I'm with the Taliban
Dat choppa spin a nigga like a ceiling fan
I be steady dripping running through them bands
Rollie on me so you see the diamonds dancing
Copped the Vette with the new mini mansion
Cross me once don't get too man chances
I don't overdose I blow the Skittles smoke
Ion wanna fuck lil mama I just want her throat
Took her on the water
Riding through the ocean
She tried to set me up I pushed her off the boat
Started shooting the carbine with the scope
Picked that bitch up put in dead on her nose
Shoot em in the face the only thing I know
Told my self I ain't gone do that shit no more
And I just got em in come and get em for the low
You can get cheaper but you gotta buy some more
My trap house open but the shit is never closed
Motherfuckers spazzing I gotta have it
Dressing in designer fashion
Yeah Imma keep me some cash
I keep me a bag
I'm always running to the bag
I heard yo buddy snitched
I ain't with that shit
Ion really fuck with no rats
Imma count me a big bag
Imma keep shitting cuz these niggas mad
Yeaaaah
You gone make me turn up with the mf gang
Its BC for life and that shit will not change
We pull on yo street with them motherfucking thangs
I roll down my window all you hear is bang
Wtf the pussy niggas think
I roll down my window all you hear is bang bang
[?]
Blues on me like I went and got her pregnant
Double C Chanel, Jean jacket denim
Spent a hundred and twenty just to whip a Fisker
Kinda anti social ion talk to niggas
I got plenty homies eating off the web
She just came and gave extraordinary head
Pick my boy up from [?]
Half a mil from
Imaginary cred
You reap what you sew
Like needle and some thread
Hundreds on me looking like a loaf of bread
They prolly never love
Me till a nigga dead
Hit it right she ain't
Tryna leave the bed
I'm with some frat boys they drinking out a keg
They buying loud I charged a arm and a leg
Choppa hit the nigga
Arms and legs
For the racks damn right I'm going fed
Yeah yeah
Beard like I'm Santa like I'm pushing sleds
Niggas acting funny like that nigga neck
Yeah
[?] these the latest pair, lil mama with me
Ride with virgins just like the hair
Living reckless
Shit trap without a care
I know a doctor who'll finesse the Medicare
Street nigga I don't get pedicures
If money the topic then a nigga all ears
We ain't stopping nigga we trapping all yeah
80 bags of exotic and its all here
Buckets under plants buds fall here
Started from the bottom had to crawl here
Yeah yeah
I just talked to Gutta
I like muscle cars
Imma burn rubber
Big weezy shades
Swipin undercover
Loads from the west
I know several truckers
I know real florist
They keep low numbers
I keep grows coming
Ain't no slow summers
Taliban drugs like I'm Osama
Bought a private land
Growing in Amsterdam
I know Muslim niggas who from Pakistan
Calling Money told him meet me in Atlanta
I found a quicker way to get a bigger bag
I know these niggas out here tryna bite the drip and ride the wave
Now these pussy niggas mad
Plug dropped a 50 ran through em fast
Turban on me like I'm with the Taliban
Dat choppa spin a nigga like a ceiling fan
I be steady dripping running through them bands
Rollie on me so you see the diamonds dancing
Copped the Vette with the new mini mansion
Cross me once don't get too man chances
I don't overdose I blow the Skittles smoke
Ion wanna fuck lil mama I just want her throat
Took her on the water
Riding through the ocean
She tried to set me up I pushed her off the boat
Started shooting the carbine with the scope
Picked that bitch up put in dead on her nose
Shoot em in the face the only thing I know
Told my self I ain't gone do that shit no more
And I just got em in come and get em for the low
You can get cheaper but you gotta buy some more
My trap house open but the shit is never closed
Motherfuckers spazzing I gotta have it
Dressing in designer fashion
Yeah Imma keep me some cash
I keep me a bag
I'm always running to the bag
I heard yo buddy snitched
I ain't with that shit
Ion really fuck with no rats
Imma count me a big bag
Imma keep shitting cuz these niggas mad
Yeaaaah
You gone make me turn up with the mf gang
Its BC for life and that shit will not change
We pull on yo street with them motherfucking thangs
I roll down my window all you hear is bang
Wtf the pussy niggas think
I roll down my window all you hear is bang bang