[Intro]
It's all in the way she move, It's all in the way she move
It's all in the way she move, It's all in the way she move
[Chorus]
All of my pockets real thick and they chunky, I got the trap jumping ‘round like a monkey
Fiend for the green, I’m a get money junkie, fiend for the green, I’m a get money junkie
Smoking that weed, got the trap smellin’ funky, shots at the cookout, boy, go get your auntie
Lately I simply been loving that money-, murk bitches in Tally like my name Ted Bundy
Told you I really been loving that money, freaked out, I’m thinking ‘bout fuckin that money
In vintage sweaters, I look like a mummy
Big ARP, turn a nerd to a dummy, yeah
Let them shots off at your tummy, poppin’ percocets like Flintstone gummies, yeah
Snotty, we leave your nose runny, my pockets built like they Gloria, chunky
[Verse 1]
Moving these bricks, aye, watch how I flip these-, Strip these hoes down, I’m tryna see they titties
XD chilling with models, they striptease, (Swag), Believe it or not like it’s Ripley’s, huh
Yeah, cruising with gang and we skrrt off in Bentleys
Hell nah, hell nah, I ain’t friendly, swear if I ever rat, told them boys, “Kill me”
[Verse 2]
Taking that dick, and she talkin’ ‘bout, “Fill me”, lil’ freaky bitch, and she talkin’ ‘bout “Drill me”
Foreign lil’ baby, she look like a Gypsy, huh, tuh, huh, them boys gypped me, yeah
Mm, shawty tastes like Rice Krispies, yeah, mm, shawty tastes like Rice Krispies, yeah
Hold up lil’ baby, don’t kiss me, yeah, I don’t even know where your lips be at
Said you gon’ shoot, where you at?, yeah, blow out a Brazillian back, yeah
Hit it, she died on impact, ah, ahh
Smoke me a new pack, yeah, yeah, not a Scat, that’s a Scoot Pack, yeah, yeah
Everyday it’s a new gnat, yeah, yeah
[Bridge]
XX Gang, ha
[Verse 1]
Moving these bricks, aye, watch how I flip these-, Strip these hoes down, I’m tryna see they titties
XD chilling with models, they striptease, (Swag), Believe it or not like it’s Ripley’s, huh
Yeah, cruising with gang and we skrrt off in Bentleys
Hell nah, hell nah, I ain’t friendly, swear if I ever rat, told them boys, “Kill me”
[Chorus]
All of my pockets real thick and they chunky, I got the trap jumping ‘round like a monkey
Fiend for the green, I’m a get money junkie, fiend for the green, I’m a get money junkie
Smoking that weed, got the trap smellin’ funky, shots at the cookout, boy, go get your auntie
Lately I simply been loving that money-, murk bitches in Tally like my name Ted Bundy
Told you I really been loving that money, freaked out, I’m thinking ‘bout fuckin that money
In vintage sweaters, I look like a mummy
Big ARP, turn a nerd to a dummy, yeah
Let them shots off at your tummy, poppin’ percocets like Flintstone gummies, yeah
Snotty, we leave your nose runny, my pockets built like they Gloria, chunky
[Outro]
Yeah, let them shots off at your tummy, poppin’ percocets like Flintstone gummies, yeah
Snotty, we leave your nose runny, my pockets built like they Gloria, chunky
(Yeah, let them shots off at your tummy, poppin’ percocets like Flintstone gummies, yeah)
(Snotty, we leave your nose runny, my pockets built like they Gloria, chunky)
(Yeah, let them shots off at your tummy, poppin’ percocets like Flintstone gummies, yeah)
(Snotty, we leave your nose runny, my pockets built like they Gloria, chunky)
