Game - Money Man

I’m kickin' shit with the gang yeah

Ballin' like we starrin' in an NBA game

That bitch bad with the hella name

Got ten peas on the coffee table

That’s a mini draco on the coffee table

Four pockets full like I’m Lil Baby

Fuck a man in the middle baby

I’m pickin' buds like I’m pickin' cotton

The bitch bad and she

Tried to test me so I double cross

I spent the night on a grow field

Sold 100 peas on brown yield

Then another 50 on Thompson Heel

21 That’s a good deal

I’m like fuck how the feds feel

I’m like fuck how 12 feel

Trappin' gas like this shit legal

Burnin' gas like this shit legal

If I were you then I would fuck with me

I got that shit for the dirt cheap

I gave a lil nigga a dirt nap

She ride a nigga like a dirt bike

I seen a pound for the first time

Fell In love at first sight

She let me hit her on the first night

I drove with the pack three days on the highway

Tryin' to make it back to the destination

I’m bossin' up ship it to a secret location

Forgot to water all the plants and fucked up 30k worth of weed man

I’m ballin' like I’m in the league man

movers on the leave man

Rock a turban like a Pakistan

Put cheese on your head like a packers fan

I’m kickin' shit with the gang yeah

Ballin' like we starrin' in an NBA game

That bitch bad with the hella name

Got ten peas on the coffee table

That’s a mini draco on the coffee table

Four pockets full like I’m Lil Baby

Fuck a man in the middle baby

I’m pickin' buds like I’m pickin' cotton

The bitch bad and she

Tried to test me so I double cross

I spent the night on a grow field

Sold 100 peas on brown yield

Then another 50 on Thompson Heel

21 That’s a good deal

I’m like fuck how the feds feel

I’m like fuck how 12 feel

Pickin' bud

Sippin' bud

Hit it once and she done fell in love

Give me 20 minutes meet me at the sale

The mom wet like a wishin' well

It’s a whole lot we don’t need to clock em'

What’s to know keep the Glocks on em'

Harvest Season I’ma keep growin'

Fuck 12 I’ma keep goin'

Back it up and she keep throwin' it

High tech I’ma keep pullin' it

She mad at me I ain’t hit her back

Bulletproof

Drop a mixtape back to back

Got twins with me I’ma hit em' both at the same time

Did a show and called a play at the same time

We ballin' like we starrin' in an NBA game

That bitch bad with the hella name

Got ten peas on the coffee table

That’s a mini draco on the coffee table

Four pockets full like I’m Lil Baby

Fuck a man in the middle baby

I’m pickin' buds like I’m pickin' cotton

The bitch bad and she

Tried to test me so I double cross

I spent the night on a grow field

Sold 100 peas on brown yield

Then another 50 on Thompson Heel

21 That’s a good deal

I’m like fuck how the feds feel

I’m like fuck how 12 feel