Hurricane Chris

Hurricane Chris - To The Money lyrics

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(Prod. By Drumma Boy)

Ft. Kevin Gates

(Intro)

Drumma Boy

51:50

Bwa

Hurricane

Gates

(Verse)

Fully automatic in the trunk

Took it outta trunk with it on the backseat

Starin' at a flat-line

One o' these niggas gonna catch me a case

But it's gon' get beat

Ridin' through the city with the top down

Like what now? Ye ain't really want no beef

That 2-2-3 got a whole lotta shots

Runnin' off, hit 'em off, and yo body gon' leave

Black sky mask, and nobody gon' see my face

No key, bitch, you dealin' with a G

Fuck hangin' out a window

When I walk up on a nigga close range

Bang bang and it's what it's gonna be

Hit you with a chain gang, just anotha nigga dead

Laid down face first in the middle of the street

Now ye ain't really bout that, find out where yo house at

Come through, let off with that heat, gone!

(Hook: Gates)

Fall out in a party, said ain't no need for talkin'

Bad model walkin', ass like a horsie

All my cars are fuckin', promethazine pourin'

Shawty out the body on a molly while I'm snoring

All the gold bottles get water, all the hoe ballers be honest

Might crack a smile, but it ain't shit funny

If ye ain't talk about us, you ain't talk about nothin'

Runnin', runnin' to the money

Runnin', runnin' to the money

Runnin', runnin' to the money Runnin', runnin' to the money

(Verse 2: Kevin Gates)

Retreated with the dick, but I got yo name on it

Want a nigga brain? I could drop change on it

I'm built on loyalty and won't change on it

Oughta be a lawyer fee, got 'em on retain

Thanks to the D game, I was in the street game

Waitin' for the rap game, crack game crept out

Fuckin' in the trap house, wrecked out

Bad bitch on the floor, body so fuckin' that she tapped out

Bought a brick, broke it down so backs out

Half of the rock in the shoe, stack outs

Now they tellin' me the game much of back-outs

Same nigga let me in the gout with my back out

I spit 'em down, rockin' a frown

Bullet in my leg got me hoppin' around

In a wheelchair as a wobble around

Held up at the block, start lockin' it down

Now I run the town!

(Hook: Gates)

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