Tony Shhnow, 10kDunkin, Since99 - Meg lyrics

[Tony Shhnow, 10kDunkin, Since99 - Meg lyrics]

(I really like to use cash)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

In the coupe with a bad
Bitch that look like Meg
I was runnin' to the money
Almost fucked up my leg
If you wasn't talkin' money
I forgot what you said
Them racks the only thing in my head
We outside just like Ed, Edd, and Eddy
I'm a skinny-ass nigga but
These pockets look fat

I smoke loud
Talkin' to this tree so I ain't
Hear nothin' that you said
Sippin' green, you play with my blue
We paint your whole house red
She said she don't trust nobody, good, girl
I just want your head countin' lettuce


We got more for beef but
We just want the brеad

Yeah, I just want the bread
That's a wholе lot of carbs
We just pulled up, back-to back foreign cars
See a opp, nigga, hold the Glock out the car
Hit a juug on my phone so I'm usin' my card
Cache the one got this shit
Beatin' in your car
There's a hundred in my function
Tryna kick it with some stars
I ain't tryna kick it 'til
My roof got stars

Shawty wanna kick 'cause I
Make the bands walk
I'm with Gocar and a stick
I don't play golf tatted like a Migo
Grab the hunchos and I take off
Niggas flexin' with their partner's work
Tryna play ball
My shooter let it sing like Luther Vandross
We came from the bottom
Now she take her pants off
These niggas saltine, Tony get them grams off
(I really like to use cash)
Run it up, get a check
Flip it and I hand off

Yeah, in the coupe with a bad
Bitch that look like Meg
I was runnin' to the money
Almost fucked up my leg
If you wasn't talkin' money
I forgot what you said
Them racks the only thing in my head
We outside just like Ed, Edd, and Eddy
I'm a skinny-ass nigga but
These pockets look fat
Yeah, in the coupe with a bad
Bitch that look like Meg
I was runnin' to the money
Almost fucked up my leg
If you wasn't talkin' money
I forgot what you said
Them racks the only thing in my head
We outside just like Ed, Edd, and Eddy
I'm a skinny-ass nigga but
These pockets look fat

Motherfuckers wanna talk
They ain't really 'bout bread
In the back of the Benz
Truck countin' up deads
Got a hundred, a fifty, a twenty and a ten
You ain't showin' no pity
So go and get your friends
I'ma shut down the city and
Light it up again
You done crossed me enough
I don't wanna make amends
Bad bitch in the cut, she just want new ends
I ain't lookin' for a band
I just want the M's
I'ma go and get the money
I'ma take it to the bank
Ho scoopin' out a fish bowl
Pull up in a fish tank bust down on the AP
Wonder what the wrist think
Lookin' down up on the gang
'cause I'm high ranked
Need my funds ASAP like Shabba Ranks
Had to go and get it 'cause
I know your dad can't
Time to go and get the money
Go and get the money
Time to go and get a band, go and get a band
Had to stack and expend, stack and expend
Switch up from the right to the left hand
Like I'm Tony with the wedding bands
Feeling like the best man
I don't even wanna let 'em in
Got a bitch ride dick like equestrian
Motherfuckers wanna talk, but I don't care
(No sir)
Steady blowin' on exotic, but I won't share
Got some coke-white Forces, need a new pair
(I really like to use cash)

Yeah, in the coupe with a bad
Bitch that look like Meg
I was runnin' to the money
Almost fucked up my leg
If you wasn't talkin' money
I forgot what you said
Them racks the only thing in my head
We outside just like Ed, Edd, and Eddy
I'm a skinny-ass nigga but
These pockets look fat
Yeah, in the coupe with a bad
Bitch that look like Meg
I was runnin' to the money
Almost fucked up my leg
If you wasn't talkin' money
I forgot what you said
Them racks the only thing in my head
We outside just like Ed, Edd, and Eddy
I'm a skinny-ass nigga but
These pockets look fat

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