h4lftime money talks şarkı sözleri
Got them racks in the bank, yeah
So why would I give a f*ck what these niggas think
You a basic broke nigga
I can't see no lame
And I got a bad light skin bitch
She like to give me braids
Saved her contact under nerd
All she do is give me brain
And my bitch, she love to flirt
Flexin', uh, yeah
Flexin' till I'm in a hearse
Pull up, bad bitch
Getting to the money gon' always come first
Came from the mud nigga, came from the dirt
Getting to the money gon' always come first
I came from the mud, then hopped in the vert
I came from the dirt, Balenci my shirt
I'm popping these tags, used to pop percs
I'm fuckin' his bitch, and now his feeling hurt
Don't give a f*ck about that nigga feelings
I'm getting higher, higher than the ceiling
Counting up dirty money like a villain
Sippin' on codeine i can feel it
See that double C on my appearance
Mix that double C with my amiri's
Now when I walk by, they be staring
Now when I walk by, they be staring
And I bet i make more then both your parents
Got them racks in the bank, yeah
So why would I give a f*ck what these niggas think
You a basic broke nigga
I can't see no lame
And I got a bad light skin bitch
She like to give me braids
Saved her contact under nerd
All she do is give me brain
And my bitch, she love to flirt
Flexin', uh, yeah
Flexin' till I'm in a hearse
Pull up, bad bitch
Getting to the money gon' always come first
Came from the mud nigga, came from the dirt