h4lftime & christracy fashionmoney şarkı sözleri
New money, new deposits
Money keep stacking up, designer fly shit
Money keep stacking up, make it freeze at the club, put my wrist up
Got racks, I'ma take the shopping
Anything that she want, she can cop it
Young nigga get flyer than a cockpit
Drop cash, I just left from the market
Ima get to the money when I wake up
Got a Goyard bag for my paper
I'll make a nigga sick how i pop shit
50k for a H4LF, Tracy walk-in
Blowing cash on drugs and fashion
Hopping out the butterfly door, watch it lift up
Rocking out the show, pullin' up for them big bucks
She want me right now, bout to go beat the kitten up
Rolling with the gang, every day, just live it up
Getting money all different ways, ain't giving up
Drop another four in a liter, then sip it up
F*ck her so good, make her think that I'm missing her
Baby, come here, taste this dick
Make that hoe swallow my kids
I might just pay for her tits
Cause f*ck it, i don't give a shit
He hop in the booth, get to cappin' now
These niggas rapping about shit, they ain't doing now
Hop in the booth, go stupid now
Doing this shit for a living, can't fool around
New money, new deposits
Money keep stacking up, designer fly shit
Money keep stacking up, make it freeze at the club, put my wrist up
Got racks, I'ma take the shopping
Anything that she want, she can cop it
Young nigga get flyer than a cockpit
Drop cash, I just left from the market
Ima get to the money when I wake up
Got a Goyard bag for my paper
I'll make a nigga sick how i pop shit
50k for a H4LF, Tracy walk-in
Blowing cash on drugs and fashion