Blue bucks. Blue bucks. blue bucks -
married to the money
Jump the broom still a goon in a tux-
They swear a P
celibate
Naw I just don’t give 2 fucks-
Yea I was in the ku baby
me and the klan serving clucks
birds of a feather know I’m not flying with the ducks-
keep a big stick if it’s up them I’m sliding like hockey pucks-
I’m always on the road
18 wheeler trucks I was 17 trap house going nuts
VVS D’s white gold with the cuts
dog food bars a little kibble for the mutts-
Big sauce pads and sturdy helmets like it’s game day-
its a contact sport them suckas going to find out the hard way-
My bite down is devastating I get lock jaw like a charpay
balling on all the haters
they can’t stall my worth like I’m Dontay
Got the bag
going stupid
fell in love with money
no Cupid-
If I donate
my 2 sense
The use it-
It’s a lot of game
in my music-
in the fast lane don’t lose it-
fuck around and crash trying to prove it—)
Got the bag
going stupid
fell in love with money
no Cupid-
If I donate
my 2 sense
Then use it-
It’s a lot of game
in my music-
in the fast lane don’t lose it-
fuck around and crash trying to prove it—)
Still
I Remember
when I didn’t have a pot to piss in/
play pimping
living with women I wasn’t in no position/
Went and found my footing and direction in a new location/
most don’t make it were they from
I took a long vacation/
Pulled a Machiavelli they was trying to knock a P
took a gang of haters because dolo
It ain’t no stopping me
So I Re spawn like i’m Teflon without a vest on/
Death to all the haters
coming for the throne that I rest on/
Got the bag
going stupid
fell in love with money
no Cupid-
If I donate
my 2 sense
Then use it-
It’s a lot of game
in my music-
in the fast lane don’t lose it-
fuck around and crash trying to prove it—)
Got the bag
going stupid
fell in love with money
no Cupid-
If I donate
my 2 sense
Then use it-
It’s a lot of game
in my music-
in the fast lane don’t lose it-
fuck around and crash trying to prove it—)
TRacKHuBB