Money Day

Money day Its a get money day Wake up my sleep and count the money then its out the way Go spin the block with my bro krazy tell him bring the k I'm fly as f*ck like I'm a eagle straight from tampa bay Park at the curb hop out the whip and watch the pistol spray He say I ain't bout shit then watch me put ten on yo head See my killa get up on you then he put one in yo dread Ask about me in the city bitch they know its us Ask about me in the h lil bitch they know its up You see the soda mixed with codeine in my double cup I fucked my money up so much I damn near bust a nut You betta watch on yo' lil girl because she gave the drop I smoke Emili' smoking M I'm smoking all the opps Late night creepin in the h with krazyy lurking for a M I got money in my back all we do is fucking spend They copy FBM and Foenem bitch you know we set the trends I got a bag up by the trenches I just brung out the backend Yeah I'm crazy as a bitch I might just go dig up a grave Hollow tips up in the clip we had him jumping like a ape Toting ar and a m16 no way he can escape If he choose to run that bitch is getting hit up with the drac They ask me how I'm feeling bitch you know I'm feeling great They ask how I make money bitch its stuck to me like tape Got a daydate on my wrist but I still don't check the date I wanna see alla my homies eating off a dinner plate Damn, Ha, its krazyy and I get dirty with you Two tinted two choppas I might just blow the fucking pistol Aimin at yo top haha your blood leaking Bitch I'm geekin off the shroms they wanna see the opps winnint Here go a blunt I ain't buying no bitch a fucking purse She was lame I turnt her up 'cuz I got the fucking percks Diamond on my pinky look like water yeah she finna squirt I hang out the window with the draco yeah I talk to birds That boy he keeping talking that shit damn he got some nerves 7.62s go through the brick damn we give 'em curves F&N up on my body f*ck I'm finna shoot K got hit all in his body chased him in a group Where he at tho? I cant see that boy That boy he ran to the fifth floor I bet we make some noise When we walk in they close the stores He dead you cannot hear his voice Don't give a f*ck about them boys He dead you cannot hear his voice Its a get money day Wake up my sleep and count the money then its out the way Go spin the block with my bro krazy tell him bring the k I'm fly as f*ck like I'm a eagle straight from tampa bay Park at the curb hop out the whip and watch the pistol spray He say I ain't bout shit then watch me put ten on yo head See my killa get up on you then he put one in yo dread Ask about me in the city bitch they know its us Ask about me in the h lil bitch they know its up You see the soda mixed with codeine in my double cup I fucked my money up so much I damn near bust a nut