"Blowing Money Fast" lyrics
Getting stressed out
Everybody making moves I feel left out
Drop 10 on my jewels to blow my neck out
Aunty call me with a thousand blues I bought a check out
Put the hell cat up and bought the vet out
Gotcha baby my bad but sweeting bout to check up
Did Richie show you short sleeve caught five sleeve
My Kelly plug wanna feature send me five piece
Take a 20 boarder Geary in need VV's
Niggas know I get scared when they see ski's
Shit me him I'm buried with the big 30
I flip your 392 with two-two-threes
Every nigga with me good yeah we all straight
Put 'em hitters on yo ass ain't no safe days
Blow two-three OA's stop that straight A
Nigga you have news to me coming like a blind date
Nine thousand in my pocket I'ma rind that
Gotta stop by 30K by TSA
Dumb bitches had to let me go should have seen them face
Meaning while they heal me up for making 'em play
Gucci sweater Gucci shoes with a print on it
Ice bust Louis Vuitton's with a ten on it
Everything I paid for we don't rent on it
And Kelly leave Fed-Ex I just sent something
Walking without a double cup with mud in it
Scuba walked in he got a lot of bloods with him
Lot of perk a set on Molly he got drugs with him
F and B and T and G a lot of thugs with him
I ain't lying on this shit bitch I'm really living
30 thou' on that house bitch I really did it
Fucking out at eight grinds took 30 to get it
And we ain't getting 25 30's the ticket
I heard 30 gray vine niggas Rollie the ticket
And I see the pepper word niggas know that he snitching
And yo bitch feeling me cause she know that we different
Cold bitch and a burg I met her in Milfred
Killed her with a couple words I fucked her and milked her
Louis Bird on my wrist I look like a dealer
If you ain't gang you get bang I'm feeling like healing
If you ain't cooked you can hang I fuck with the killers
MC on wristband I need three of them
Dog looking hard as hell like he see something
I know these niggas tired of me but I'ma keep coming
A whole hundred on this bitch you better keep running
My own dog still hungry he a eat something
Everybody got bottles we a be some
Order a bottle ones we don't keep nothing
And I'm blowing money fast like I'm Me's cousin
Everybody making moves I feel left out
Drop 10 on my jewels to blow my neck out
Aunty call me with a thousand blues I bought a check out
Put the hell cat up and bought the vet out
Gotcha baby my bad but sweeting bout to check up
Did Richie show you short sleeve caught five sleeve
My Kelly plug wanna feature send me five piece
Take a 20 boarder Geary in need VV's
Niggas know I get scared when they see ski's
Shit me him I'm buried with the big 30
I flip your 392 with two-two-threes
Every nigga with me good yeah we all straight
Put 'em hitters on yo ass ain't no safe days
Blow two-three OA's stop that straight A
Nigga you have news to me coming like a blind date
Nine thousand in my pocket I'ma rind that
Gotta stop by 30K by TSA
Dumb bitches had to let me go should have seen them face
Meaning while they heal me up for making 'em play
Gucci sweater Gucci shoes with a print on it
Ice bust Louis Vuitton's with a ten on it
Everything I paid for we don't rent on it
And Kelly leave Fed-Ex I just sent something
Walking without a double cup with mud in it
Scuba walked in he got a lot of bloods with him
Lot of perk a set on Molly he got drugs with him
F and B and T and G a lot of thugs with him
I ain't lying on this shit bitch I'm really living
30 thou' on that house bitch I really did it
Fucking out at eight grinds took 30 to get it
And we ain't getting 25 30's the ticket
I heard 30 gray vine niggas Rollie the ticket
And I see the pepper word niggas know that he snitching
And yo bitch feeling me cause she know that we different
Cold bitch and a burg I met her in Milfred
Killed her with a couple words I fucked her and milked her
Louis Bird on my wrist I look like a dealer
If you ain't gang you get bang I'm feeling like healing
If you ain't cooked you can hang I fuck with the killers
MC on wristband I need three of them
Dog looking hard as hell like he see something
I know these niggas tired of me but I'ma keep coming
A whole hundred on this bitch you better keep running
My own dog still hungry he a eat something
Everybody got bottles we a be some
Order a bottle ones we don't keep nothing
And I'm blowing money fast like I'm Me's cousin
