Talibando, BabyTron - Make The Money lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[Talibando, BabyTron - Make The Money lyrics]
Yeah navy shit
You know what the fuck it is, nigga
Fuck with my nigga Tron in this bitch, nigga
Fuck it is
You gotta make the money, bitch
Don't let the money make you (yeah)
On I75 goin' south, dodgin' the state troops
I can get the bag in any town
Make it shake too (For real)
I found out they payin' triple here
This was a great move (Great move)
Everybody with me eatin' pull a
Chair up to the table (No cap)
Watchin' cameras in the spot and we
Ain't even got no cable (yeah)
I just poured up some Quagen
This shit thicker than some maplе (Ah)
Just left out Revive
I'm fish tailin' down Maplе (Skrrt)
I'm really takin' off on niggas
Put the pedal to the floor (For real)
My cuddy comin' down from Flint he
Just want a couple 'bows (Come on)
If you see me in the club
Just know I snuck my gun in (Fah-fah)
All my ice on, chillin' at the bar
Gettin' lit (yeah)
Nigga play crazy, I'm like granny
Hit him with the switch (Brrt)
Walk him down, get up close
I ain't into no attempts (Naw)
Send a bitch to get a bag and
Bring it back like I'm a pimp (I am)
Smoke exotic by the 'bow, if I like it
I'ma buy it all rolled a 'Wood so big
The bitch thought I was smokin' on cigars
In the stu' makin' sales
BabyTron punchin' cards
Amiri sneaks, Amiri jeans, Amiri hoodie too
Exotic floatin' 'round the air
This ain't no Cookie, dude
Exotic grown
I pull it out a holographic pack
Three lines of Wocky, add it up
The pop half a rack
Twenty-five on the chain
You not snatchin' that
Bright and early, gettin'
Active, swervin' 'round, grabbin' jacks
(Skrrt)
I want the Pro Maxes, that's all (Yop)
Said he snaggin' plays
Threw his ass a fastball (Yoom)
Sick this Perky thing just hit
Me, I might crash, dog
Heard he had a run, but now he walkin'
That ain't last long (Man)
He should've saved somethin' (Shit)
Fully sound like thunder, bitch
It's rain comin'
Shooter, he ain't aimin' for your legs
You know he brain bustin'
You know what the fuck it is, nigga
Fuck with my nigga Tron in this bitch, nigga
Fuck it is
You gotta make the money, bitch
Don't let the money make you (yeah)
On I75 goin' south, dodgin' the state troops
I can get the bag in any town
Make it shake too (For real)
I found out they payin' triple here
This was a great move (Great move)
Everybody with me eatin' pull a
Chair up to the table (No cap)
Watchin' cameras in the spot and we
Ain't even got no cable (yeah)
I just poured up some Quagen
This shit thicker than some maplе (Ah)
Just left out Revive
I'm fish tailin' down Maplе (Skrrt)
I'm really takin' off on niggas
Put the pedal to the floor (For real)
My cuddy comin' down from Flint he
Just want a couple 'bows (Come on)
If you see me in the club
Just know I snuck my gun in (Fah-fah)
All my ice on, chillin' at the bar
Gettin' lit (yeah)
Nigga play crazy, I'm like granny
Hit him with the switch (Brrt)
Walk him down, get up close
I ain't into no attempts (Naw)
Send a bitch to get a bag and
Bring it back like I'm a pimp (I am)
Smoke exotic by the 'bow, if I like it
I'ma buy it all rolled a 'Wood so big
The bitch thought I was smokin' on cigars
In the stu' makin' sales
BabyTron punchin' cards
Amiri sneaks, Amiri jeans, Amiri hoodie too
Exotic floatin' 'round the air
This ain't no Cookie, dude
Exotic grown
I pull it out a holographic pack
Three lines of Wocky, add it up
The pop half a rack
Twenty-five on the chain
You not snatchin' that
Bright and early, gettin'
Active, swervin' 'round, grabbin' jacks
(Skrrt)
I want the Pro Maxes, that's all (Yop)
Said he snaggin' plays
Threw his ass a fastball (Yoom)
Sick this Perky thing just hit
Me, I might crash, dog
Heard he had a run, but now he walkin'
That ain't last long (Man)
He should've saved somethin' (Shit)
Fully sound like thunder, bitch
It's rain comin'
Shooter, he ain't aimin' for your legs
You know he brain bustin'