Money
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Ft. Katie Got Bandz (Hook) Don't try nothin' funny cos I know that I look like money Yo bitch on my dick & she want it But it's only cos I look like money I'm on it ambition, it's money, cos I luv it when I look like money No you better not play wit my money Fuck around & get killed 'bout that money She want me cos I look like money Cos you ain't me & I look like money These benjis, them franklins, them hundreds I look so much like money, I'm money I'm chasin' got my money runnin' Bitch don't ask me what I look like money Bitch don't ask me for money (Verse: Lil Herb) It's G Herbo I'm the man Mr. Thumbin' thru them bands nun but hunnids in my pants Keep it commin' bout that money I ain't playin' I'on want nun but that money fuck her friend I just came up on a couple hunnid bands Get yo lemme hold a hunnid if you can I put hunnids in my blunts, not a hand Couple hunnid in a Crush, wit my mans Be like twenty sumethin' cash in my dinner pockets eighteen hunid on my pants & forget about & two hunnid on my dash so don't get behind me Smoke on the e-way man I can't see shit behind me Can't remember shit but money, so a bitch remind me Besides me, I don't spend my money on shit but family Don't spend money on no niggas, all my niggas family & all the niggas that I trust yeah they still grimey (Hook) Don't try nothin' funny cos I know that I look like money Yo bitch on my dick & she want it But it's only cos I look like money I'm on it ambition, it's money, cos I luv it when I look like money No you better not play wit my money Fuck around & get killed 'bout that money She want me cos I look like money Cos you ain't me & I look like money These benjis, them franklins, them hundreds I look so much like money, I'm money I'm chasin' got my money runnin' Bitch don't ask me what I look like money Bitch don't ask me for money (Verse 2: Katie Got Bandz) Katie Got Bandz You not talkin' bout money, can't hear what you sayin' Hitters strapped in that van If you fuck wit my money, we clappin' like hands Robins stuffed wit the bands Hunnids & fifties ya mad yo shit empty Got it on me, don't tempt me Lil Herb got that ratchet, he blow till it's empty Spent ten bands on some Red Bottoms Free my nigga Rusty, he a damn shotter Gold hallows flippin' out this chopper If I hit a opp he gon' need a damn doctor Droppin' my set then you got a problem Katie Got Bandz, so I talk guala Don't be callin' my phone unless it bout dollas I'm wit the team & we ballin' like we got a sponsor Bandz (Hook) Don't try nothin' funny cos I know that I look like money Yo bitch on my dick & she want it But it's only cos I look like money I'm on it ambition, it's money, cos I luv it when I look like money No you better not play wit my money Fuck around & get killed 'bout that money She want me cos I look like money Cos you ain't me & I look like money These benjis, them franklins, them hundreds I look so much like money, I'm money I'm chasin' got my money runnin' Bitch don't ask me what I look like money Bitch don't ask me for money
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