"SELLING THE MONEY" lyrics
(feat. Ace Cino)
Welcome to the trenches (Trenches)
Stay dangerous (Dangerous)
[Damedot:]
Why you wanna ride with me?
Trackhawk cutting up the street
Louis V all over me
Soon as I jump off stage they be all over me
Pelle Pelle or Monclers for the team
That's only when it's cold, oh
You remind me of this bitch I fucked
Tinted windows, getting head, with the windows up
If I hit him in his head, he ain't getting back up
Yeah, let me call my plug 'cause I'm looking for the drank, and he got it
Everything I do they copy
It came out yesterday, I got it
She don't even fuck with you, lil' boy, stop it
You ain't even got on Amiris
How the fuck a nigga gon' take you serious? (Gon' take you serious)
You must be selling the money
You broke, nigga, I'm just curious (I'm just curious)
I'm driving fast as fuck, it feel like the Fast and Furious
My young nigga caught 'em in traffic, he crashed into him
Nigga, I can't feel my face
I feel like I'm laced
My niggas a shoot up the place
I woke up early, she was giving me face
I can't chase no bitch, this a cash race
Putting up money for a bad day
Nigga can't show me a rackay
Getting this money, yeah, fast pace
Car so fast, if the police flick me, I'ma drag race
Showed up, niggas got the mad face
Bitch, make that ass shake
Let me introduce you to something that you ain't never had, bae
Let me buy you a bag, bae
Why you wanna ride with me?
Trackhawk cutting up the street
Louis V all over me
Soon as I jump off stage they be all over me
Pelle Pelle or Monclers for the team
That's only when it's cold, oh
You remind me of this bitch I fucked
Tinted windows, getting head, with the windows up
If I hit him in his head, he ain't getting back up
Yeah
Let me call my plug 'cause I'm looking for the drank and he got it
Everything I do they copy
It came out yesterday, I got it
She don't even fuck with you, lil' boy, stop it
You ain't even got on Amiris
How the fuck a nigga gon' take you serious? (Gon' take you serious)
You must be selling the money, you broke
Nigga, I'm just curious (I'm just curious)
[Ace Cino:]
Thumbin' through hundreds, blue hundreds, new hundreds, that's the only thing in my pockets
Fuck the release date
It ain't even out yet, nigga, you already know I got it
Chichi get the yayo, pockets full of bankrolls
That's the only thing that's logic
I need my bitch bad with a whole lot of attitude
I don't give a fuck if it's toxic
They trying to ride the wave, I ain't dock yet
These weak hoes kill me, but I ain't died yet
I'm thinking I can hit her friend, I ain't tried yet
Bitch pussy so heat, got my eyes wet
Her friend with me east, gotta drive west
Taking turns on my dick like a bontest
She trying to get the sack like a—
She trying to get the sack like a linebacker
Dame just poured up, bro, get you a cup
They know Chichi don't give no fucks
They know tints up in the whip
Getting head with all the windows up
You remind me of this bitch I fucked
She used to blow me down like the big bad wolf
Slide around with AR, I don't need back up
Hit the pussy in the head, he ain't getting back up
[Damedot:]
Why you wanna ride with me?
Trackhawk cutting up the street
Louis V all over me
Soon as I jump off stage they be all over me
Pelle Pelle or Monclers for the team
That's only when it's cold, oh
You remind me of this bitch I fucked
Tinted windows, getting head, with the windows up
If I hit him in his head, he ain't getting back up
Yeah, let me call my plug 'cause I'm looking for the drink and he got it
Everything I do they copy
It came out yesterday, I got it
She don't even fuck with you, lil' boy, stop it
You ain't even got on Amiris
How the fuck a nigga gon' take you serious? (Gon' take you serious)
You must be selling the money, you broke
Nigga, I'm just curious (I'm just curious)
Stay dangerous (Dangerous)
[Damedot:]
Why you wanna ride with me?
Trackhawk cutting up the street
Louis V all over me
Soon as I jump off stage they be all over me
Pelle Pelle or Monclers for the team
That's only when it's cold, oh
You remind me of this bitch I fucked
Tinted windows, getting head, with the windows up
If I hit him in his head, he ain't getting back up
Yeah, let me call my plug 'cause I'm looking for the drank, and he got it
Everything I do they copy
It came out yesterday, I got it
She don't even fuck with you, lil' boy, stop it
You ain't even got on Amiris
How the fuck a nigga gon' take you serious? (Gon' take you serious)
You must be selling the money
You broke, nigga, I'm just curious (I'm just curious)
I'm driving fast as fuck, it feel like the Fast and Furious
My young nigga caught 'em in traffic, he crashed into him
Nigga, I can't feel my face
I feel like I'm laced
My niggas a shoot up the place
I woke up early, she was giving me face
I can't chase no bitch, this a cash race
Putting up money for a bad day
Nigga can't show me a rackay
Getting this money, yeah, fast pace
Car so fast, if the police flick me, I'ma drag race
Showed up, niggas got the mad face
Bitch, make that ass shake
Let me introduce you to something that you ain't never had, bae
Let me buy you a bag, bae
Why you wanna ride with me?
Trackhawk cutting up the street
Louis V all over me
Soon as I jump off stage they be all over me
Pelle Pelle or Monclers for the team
That's only when it's cold, oh
You remind me of this bitch I fucked
Tinted windows, getting head, with the windows up
If I hit him in his head, he ain't getting back up
Yeah
Let me call my plug 'cause I'm looking for the drank and he got it
Everything I do they copy
It came out yesterday, I got it
She don't even fuck with you, lil' boy, stop it
You ain't even got on Amiris
How the fuck a nigga gon' take you serious? (Gon' take you serious)
You must be selling the money, you broke
Nigga, I'm just curious (I'm just curious)
[Ace Cino:]
Thumbin' through hundreds, blue hundreds, new hundreds, that's the only thing in my pockets
Fuck the release date
It ain't even out yet, nigga, you already know I got it
Chichi get the yayo, pockets full of bankrolls
That's the only thing that's logic
I need my bitch bad with a whole lot of attitude
I don't give a fuck if it's toxic
They trying to ride the wave, I ain't dock yet
These weak hoes kill me, but I ain't died yet
I'm thinking I can hit her friend, I ain't tried yet
Bitch pussy so heat, got my eyes wet
Her friend with me east, gotta drive west
Taking turns on my dick like a bontest
She trying to get the sack like a—
She trying to get the sack like a linebacker
Dame just poured up, bro, get you a cup
They know Chichi don't give no fucks
They know tints up in the whip
Getting head with all the windows up
You remind me of this bitch I fucked
She used to blow me down like the big bad wolf
Slide around with AR, I don't need back up
Hit the pussy in the head, he ain't getting back up
[Damedot:]
Why you wanna ride with me?
Trackhawk cutting up the street
Louis V all over me
Soon as I jump off stage they be all over me
Pelle Pelle or Monclers for the team
That's only when it's cold, oh
You remind me of this bitch I fucked
Tinted windows, getting head, with the windows up
If I hit him in his head, he ain't getting back up
Yeah, let me call my plug 'cause I'm looking for the drink and he got it
Everything I do they copy
It came out yesterday, I got it
She don't even fuck with you, lil' boy, stop it
You ain't even got on Amiris
How the fuck a nigga gon' take you serious? (Gon' take you serious)
You must be selling the money, you broke
Nigga, I'm just curious (I'm just curious)
