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I got some money

Told my nigga don't worry

Times getting hard

Looking like BMF

How we sliding in them cars

Sometimes I feel

Myself lying in the dark

Thinking about the times

That we had

When I was with you

Thinking 'bout the times

That I kissed you

Went and got some money

I got everybody mad at me

Stars in the roof

I'm in a whole 'nother galaxy

They tryna put me in a box

They tryna put me in a cell

Just got caught up

With that work

We prolly kill 'em

If he tell

Them shooters hopping

Outta box truck

But they ain't got no mail

Just them shells for them niggas

That don't wish me well

Coach put me in the game

Coach put me in the game

Come trade your life for my chain

They put a price on my brain

But I'm still riding

'round with it

Put it in a shoe box

Put it in a shoe box

Fuck it put it in a shoe box

Dirty money we gon' put it

In a shoe box yeah

You see them young niggas

Hanging outta roof tops

They hanging out the roof tops

Two Glocks

Screaming let a nigga try me

Let a nigga try me

Oh he don't know nobody

But she got a lil' body

I told her come try me

I told her come try me

I'ma eat it up

That pussy taste like water

She so wet

She prolly take me under

Got her so hot

I'm talking hot girl summer

I'm sorry I forgot

To take your number

But don't mind me

Come and find me

I gotta call you

When I get back to your city

'cause that lil' pussy

It been stuck up on my memory

If you can't pull up

I think I can do delivery

Baby put it in my shoe box

Come put it in my shoe box

Take this money

And go put it in my shoe box

Go put it in my shoe box

Oh I got bands in the mattress

I gave her bands

'cause she nasty

I hope you love me with passion

And you can get it

If you ask me

I'ma say

Put it in a shoe box

Put it in a shoe box

Fuck it put it

In a shoe box

Dirty money we gon' put it

In a shoe box yeah

You see them young niggas

Hanging outta roof tops

They hanging out the roof tops

Two Glocks

Screaming let a nigga try me

Let a nigga try me

I ain't no reactor yeah

I think 'bout shit

Yeah the art of war nigga

Buy a tank buy a ship

Yeah I'm on

That nog Vodka yeah

I drink my shit

Catch my target in traffic

I'ma paint that shit yeah

Type of nigga keep

A few million in the safe

Might go on the run

Have to buy a new face

Praying for my dawg

He just caught a new case

Told 'em keep quiet

Don't try to save face

Put a hundred grand

Where the Air Jordans at

Transaction on the phone

Hope he ain't recording that

Jack in the box

We gon' pop out with the sticks

Mobile Alabama

We gon' pop out with the bricks

You wanna see a magic trick

With this Arm and Hammer

Ironchef shit the meanest

Fork in Atlanta

Catch me in that 'Rari

With that Yung Bleu playing

Shoe box in the kitchen

With that Lysol spraying

Put it in a shoe box

Put it in a shoe box

Fuck it put it

In a shoe box

Dirty money we gon' put it

In a shoe box yeah

You see them young niggas

Hanging outta roof tops

They hanging out the roof tops

Two Glocks

Screaming let a nigga try me

Let a nigga try me