ransom - Oil Money Gang lyrics

rate me

Yes, I’m feeling so presidential today

I don’t know what it is

Presidential suite, presidential ride

I don’t know what it is

Ay Scotty, what is this Scottie?

What is it?

I turn the pages on you lotus

My early days was Coronus

Now we raise the patrol

Like we earn to raise our own bonus

I burn and please my opponents

I’m amazing I told ya

I’m, leaving with your build and your girl

Like Adrian Bruno

Still I play on the corner

A nigger with an attitude

Pack man Jones

I ain’t never showing gratitude

Trust no nigger, especially a broke nigger

Showing betcha next to war

Switch your favorite soul singer

Every club I do, maybe more...

And this time next year I’ll be talking at Oprah

Trash the girls on the sofa

Adorn at the very best

On the road to the riches

I am cherishing every step

Hear what that man said

Two opinion man head

Keep it tight in my head

Fuck it...Hernandez

No patriot, they say I’m avidest

Never been impressed with those

Niggers moving the hastiest

Now I’m free of prison

You should never trust a hero

Unless you see the villain

Hope you see the vision

Me and my niggers living

Hope you see the difference

Then you should keep your distance

Never fuck a bitch if she keep insisting

I can tell you how I’m moving

In a brief description

A couple awesome nights

Your devotion wife

Courtesy of truly yours nigger

Walter White

Burn the money fast, 130 on the dash

This is for them Bouji models

Best believe I’m on your ass

Pour another glass, can’t afford to finish last

Screamin fuck the court of law

I’m concentrating on this cash

Burn the money fast, 130 on the dash

This is for them Bouji models

Best believe I’m on your ass

Pour another glass, can’t afford to finish last

Screamin fuck the court of law

I’m concentrating on this cash