Biggest Lie - Money Man

We got script from doctors, we got military choppers\nI was sellin' Za at the low, you was watchin' Harry Potter\nPressure pads on all my sticks, you press the sides you’ll see the label\nHow the fuck is they that broke, man they must be scared of paper\n30 buck shots in this 12 gauge it might fly up out your hand\nCall my Haitans with machetes, they’ll decapitate a man\nAnnounce yourself when you get close to me, I let off on a fan\nThe biggest lie I ever heard was that «this glizzy will not jam»\nMarse had let that info rip, but he ain’t warn me, I was rattled\nIt’s like COD inside these streets for real, who wanna battle\nDrug dealer died, I’m finna bring these bags to you, I like to travel\nI don’t like to stick around for long, I catch a jug, and then skedaddle\nI got them white boys out in Charlotte hacking them bank logs with an apple\nBoy the dam judge don’t make me hit you with this gavel\nSexy bitch from Arizona said her uncle is Cartel\nI love hittin' her from the back her skin is soft and caramel\nSupposed to listen when I talk, why you think you got two ears\nOnly time I get excited is when the navy federal clear\nI got this Smith and Wesson governor but I’m not in politics\nI just cleant my brand new Draco out and then I polished it\nFlashers on my handguns, I can blind a nigga before I shoot\nStylin' button on my jeans while my kids read Dr. Seuss\nWe got script from doctors, we got military choppers\nI was sellin' Za at the low, you was watchin' Harry Potter\nPressure pads on all my sticks, you press the sides you’ll see the label\nHow the fuck is they that broke, man they must be scared of paper\n30 buck shots in this 12 gauge it might fly up out your hand\nCall my Haitans with machetes, they’ll decapitate a man\nAnnounce yourself when you get close to me, I let off on a fan\nThe biggest lie I ever heard was that «this glizzy will not jam»