Jet Life - Money Gramz lyrics

I'm back up, getting racked up I'm stacking, you lacking, I came here for it all maine I'm a real n***a, no acting I'm bout action, you know that? Hide up where the hoes at Money piles I blow that, n***a flashy in my Kodak It's got that 45 on me and I ain't talking bout a throw back Come through with all that stunner, lay it down just like a door mat I'm G'd up n***a know that, come through sitting low like for flaps Setting fire to them loud packs, yeah b**h I'm all that All that and then some, that's based upon my income I been numb to these f** boys, take a f** on em cause they done Since day 1, they k**in' 'em with this rap sh** I'm a1, steak sauce, label sleeping on me f** it that's they loss I ain't trippin' no, I'm still getting the dough Like I'm flippin' O's of that k**er coke I'm just k**in' notes, a proficial smoke, paper up b**h I'm bout to blow f** you think I'm in it for, yes it's been a minute foe But I'm in it to win it, so I be getting in it in a minute, you know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know No love for these b**hes eithers, MOB until the day I crawl Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know No love for these b**hes eithers, MOB until the day I crawl From sun down to that sun up, I'm platinum, man you know One deep in my 2 door, big dog like kujo Blood 9 to be budrow, strapped down like usual I kicks it, no judo, no black belt, it get crucial I smash that then I'm Audi 5 bro holler back I'm like uno One love to my crew though, I push weight no sumo Hit a buck 50 for the lu cheese, while these broke n***as sit neutral I got his girl in my tip toe, like soldiers slip I'm cutthroat Penny for thought like my intro My charger whip is a Benzo Got stain read my bio, n***a better check my info Shout out to the no, hustle and I mo I got the game from my 10 4 They don't have a clue what I've been through And I've been through hell and back maine Thank god for this rap game Told her to keep her heels on And she told to keep my Tims on But I guess she knows what it's hitting for Beat that p**y kembo Make bread, off 10 ways, roll up and get paid Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know No love for these b**hes eithers, mob until the day I crawl Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know No love for these b**hes eithers, mob until the day I crawl God made me to push the Bentley bug city Big said that, so I always play it back When I'm leaning in the cotton corner shop Got em bleeding to d**h n***a Hoes startler when them exotic motor starting They thirsty and starving, my diamonds looking like 100 dollar bottle waters You can sip something darling but no to go cups That's evidence proving that you know us Air type no crack covering them cracks won't ambush this I'm on my people miss my attack, of the stacks, I just b**hes looking at us, know we good catchers Hoe from my pa**es, reminisces when they had us Love that was then, this is now The b**h I'm in says she all in, so you a**ed out Heading for a side, turbo drop top with the stash box Let's go into these stars and leave out with the broads Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know No love for these b**hes eithers, mob until the day I crawl. Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know Counting dough and rolling smoke, I swear to god that's all I know No love for these b**hes eithers, mob until the day I crawl.