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Money lyrics

Performer Kidd Boss the Goat

Money song lyrics by Kidd Boss the Goat official

Money is a song in English

Look, I'm from where I'm at, I've been a big deal, I grew up fucking bitches on the hollow hill, head for a check, My man probably next, just broke up with his girl so you know he needs sex, take care of my bro, I'll take care Of your debt, think of battling the best, you gone' need to invest, let your peeps down when you lose three Rounds, if you're from where I'm from, that's a real beat down, I was born a vet, I make more than threats, I Make sure you wet, I just order flesh, and they come back with necks, like hey good morning Jess, yeah
Do you Really wanna bleed for the money, I got these bitches on their knees for the money
I only pop up on the scene for the money, I got bags of the truth, bout to hit the booth, I got bags of the truth, Album coming soon
You wrote your little raps, dropped your little tracks and called yourself the goat, wasn't Real bad, but yall that Shit was whack, you gone' need some more, I got bags of the truth, bout to hit the booth, I got bags of the truth, Album coming soon, I got a ride, I need a vest, shit, plastic clips filled with metal, I'm From the block, I let it Rock
Shit, let the fiends taste the pebbles, all yall niggas in trouble, soon my money gone' double, I heard that Kidd Boss hot, bitch, I been past hot, I can write it for the devil, y'all ain't talking bout shit, baby father with the shits, Bitch I'm trying to hide the kids, make me pop up where you live, like come outside and fight my bitch, bitch, Bitch, walking' past the metal piece, grab my nine, like yeah it's time to hit the streets, it's vamping time, I was Born a vet, I make more than threats, I make sure you wet, I just order flesh, and they come back with necks
And hey good morning Jess
Do you really wanna bleed for the money, I got these bitches on they knees for the Money, I only pop up on the Scene for the money, I got bags of the truth, bout to hit the booth, I got bags of the Truth, album coming soon, You wrote your little raps, dropped your little track, call yourself the goat, wasn't Real bad, but y'all that shit Was wag, you gone' need some more, I got bags of the truth, bout to hit the booth, I Got bags of the truth, album
Coming soon
They too busy throwing shots, I'm too busy chasing cheddar, until I'm sliding in a drop, I give them hell in any Weather, all they tracks are deceased, they gone' need something better
Every time I hear they beats, I fill them white sheets with letters, I ain't with the funny stuff, I'll get your belly Touched, couple hundred shots, have my dogs fill your belly up like a fish, you flipping' flop, bitch, get on Water before you die, bitch
Hey, I'm a keep fucking up everything, I been going in for a few days, you don't wanna stand in front of dudes Pain, I like my bitches tough like Tomb Raider
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Writer: Jesse Peterson Poinsette
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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