Money Man (feat. Chvsinn)

When yo bitch need guap She call me Im the money man Smoking on exotic Got me higher than a ceiling fan He was talking shit Bet he won't do that shit again I don't need no friends Only friend I need is Benjamin He was hanging with them niggas So we put him in a body bag I was fucking on his bitch She tryna cuff She thinking Im the man And he said he on the block I'm pulling up to find out where he at This ain't coca cola Little bitch Im sipping on that tec I bet me and gang will pull up on yo bitch Like we amazon She had five day shipping Till I gave her ass that extra prime Getting paid while I beat up that pussy Like I'm clocking in Open up the blunt After we popped him Time to let him in Imma do him dirty Stomp him out in these fucking timbs I don't know these niggas No hand dap You is not my twin Talk to me crazy You gone catch a couple FNs Shawty said Im looking good Ah I been in the gym Gotta stay up out the hood They tryna take me down Grew up started getting money They cannot play me now I been pulled up on a pussy nigga Bro told me spray him down I can stash it in the trap nigga Don't need no bank account Just don't get shit twisted Cause we rolling with a couple pounds Had to find a hustle Cause I gotta make my momma proud Baggies full of skunk While we performing Up at rolling loud Talking with some grammar So my money like a country crowd