Runnin 2 Money

Mob Gang nigga You know I'm saying, real niggas just walked in the spot Shake some bitch, yeah Cash, I make that His stash, I'll take that Main look at little mama just shake that Her back, I break that The pussy good, yeah I ate that Little Debbie, where you put my cake at I got a pencil, let's erase that The paper so fast, got to chase that I just been running to money Bitch I been getting to the bag I just been running to money Making these f*ck niggas mad I just been running to money Bitch I been getting to the bag I just been running to money Making these f*ck niggas mad Cash I make that He a pussy nigga, I'm a take that Aye I got to watch where the jakes at Ran in his house where the safe at Told her poke that thing up, let me taste that Got the sig on me I'll erase that nigga Little Debbie where the f*ck the zebra cake Every day a nigga wake and bake Ate that pussy like some stake and shake Pistol on me I won't hesitate Chopper make his body levitate I sent that boy to the heaven gates I put a three in a gatorade Bitch I been gettin a knot F*ck nigga run in yo spot I'll take everything that you got While dukie lump watch for cops If I spot him I got em he popped Told her bend it over, that back I broke that Aye Osu cowboy I poke that Aye I hit her once and don't want that We want that smoke like a black but no Kodak I get of pint wockahrd and I po dat Patrick Mahomes the way that she throw that Run in his pockets you won't get yo dough back Don't play wit my paper you know that you owe that Cash, I make that His stash, I'll take that Main look at little mama just shake that Her back, I break that The pussy good, yeah I ate that Little Debbie, where you put my cake at I got a pencil, let's erase that The paper so fast, got to chase that I just been running to money Bitch I been getting to the bag I just been running to money Making these f*ck niggas mad I just been running to money Bitch I been getting to the bag I just been running to money Making these f*ck niggas mad Why all these niggas want to talk about making some plays Knowing damn well they riding the bench Bitch I'm the house with no panties on, walking around She think Dukie gone give her some dick Rather be talking about running to money Don't like when my pockets got nothing but lent Mob Gang, yeah bitch we the shit Pull up on me when you need to get fixed 2016, I was hitting them licks Shackled me up at the ankles and wrist Did that time by myself, I couldn't call on a bitch All my niggas was solid, ain't none of us switch Baby come get with a winner Eat that pussy up like dinner Take the shot, I'm like kemba Niggas bitches transgender Drop them panties, I'm behind it no fender She limber and flexible, fresh when I'm stepping through I'm on that gas, but she only do edibles You got to listen to what I be telling you Promise, it's good on whatever I'm selling you Conoco straight out the bag, it's some pressure to Tongue like a lizard, girl I need that head from you Money my focus, you know where I'm headed to Cash, I make that His stash, I'll take that Main look at little mama just shake that Her back, I break that The pussy good, yeah I ate that Little Debbie, where you put my cake at I got a pencil, let's erase that The paper so fast, got to chase that I just been running to money Bitch I been getting to the bag I just been running the money Making these f*ck niggas mad I just been running to money Bitch I been getting to the bag I just been running the money Making these f*ck niggas mad