July 30th (Explicit)-Money Man/TEC

(JR) Did the math on all these niggas, somethin' here ain't addin' up We used to sit inside the trap with zaza, nigga, and bag it up We ain't have no sacks, all these dusty hoes would laugh at us My girl bad as ****, she need a punishment, she actin' up She bend over, back it up, your last tape was wack as **** I just bought a Lambo' truck just to pick my spirits up R.I.P. my fallen soldiers, they all near and dear to us They respect, they fear in us, only place to go is up Mask the pain, I'm pourin' up Pussy nigga seen a body and on the scene, he started throwin' up Opps mad we blowin' up Nigga, ain't no ho in us Only thing I wonder is how the **** the love turn to hate so quick? Yeah We got commas, we don't stress Always workin', never rest And got bags on private jets I wanna dive inside your legs Kickin' **** and countin' velour Every night, I'm crashin', and the next day, act like I never knew her I keep three or four shooters Niggas hear them pipes 'cause we push muscle cars, yeah Jealous that I been countin' triple y'all, yeah First this **** was mini, but now it's bigger, dawg, yeah R.I.P. my rounds, I swear I'm missin' y'all Every song be hard, that boy don't miss at all When the gang come spin, them boys won't miss at all, ***** We gon' come for blood, so nigga, don't diss at all I'm just tryna be an agent like I'm Rich Paul Bein' too nice to niggas, man, that's probably one of my biggest flaws Tryna perfect my craft this week, I'm focused, I won't answer calls Two of my partners beefin', it went too far, it's too late to get involved Loaded up on weapons just to make sure all my problems solved Drop a four inside a twenty, I'ma watch the drank dissolve All this money got me shopping daily at the nicest mall Don't take pride in bein' broke, if it's up, you know it's smoke Now we flyin' first class, at first, we ain't have no hope At first we ain't have no hope (I swear to God) In that water, we ain't have no boat From the jungle, no petting zoo, but they call me the G.O.A.T. Luwhop, ah 2020 'Vette with 3LT, I'ma wrap it matte purple Chopper with me, no NLE, **** is only like a fat person Niggas that I used to feed wanna see me back hurtin' Who them niggas wanna be, *****, I'm really that person Where gats burstin', back floatin' through that rack lurchin' Tell rappers be aware when they come here, 'cause we snatch purses I could go and step out by myself or let this sack murk 'em Deals with the cartel, ain't no squares in my Black Circle Went did a bid 'cause I used to ride for my shit Ex-***** made so many jail visits, she got tired of my shit Now you see me draped in Prada so you proud of me, *****? But I got a brand new model ***** to come and swallow this dick Now I got that money, baby, but that's an understatement Blowin' Obama Runtz up in the conference with that Nation Dressed in all purple in Baltimore like the Ravens Don't make money, it don't make sense, too rich to make greatness All-black Ferrari Spider, that's that eight shit Credit A1 when it come to bodies, I don't pay shit And I'm in that H right now, but I'm smokin' on LA shit Weed you on givin' coronavirus 'cause I don't taste shit On Instagram, she fly as shit, in reality, that ***** a nat Your views and streams be high as a *****, in reality, you still a rat Strapped up like rides in a theme park, prayin' that I make it back Alexander McQueen scarf tied around a mini MAC (Luwhop)