Game by Money Man
Released : 2017
I’m getting shit with the gang yeah
Ballin’ like we starrin’ in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten peas on the coffee table
That’s a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I’m Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I’m pickin’ buds like I’m pickin’ cotton
The bitch bad and she [?]
Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold 100 peas on brown yield
Then another 50 on Thompson Heel
21 That’s a good deal
I like 4 count on fed field
I like 4 count twelve field
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If I were you then I would fuck with me
I got that shit for the dirt cheap
I gave a lil nigga a dirt nap
She ride a nigga like a dirt bike
I seen a pound for the first time
Fell In love at first sight
She let me hit her on the first night
I drove with the pack three days on the highway
Tryin’ to make it back to the destination
I’m bossin’ up ship it to a secret location
Forgot to water all the plants and fucked up 30k worth of weed man
I’m ballin’ like I’m in the league man
[?] movers on the leave man
Rock a turban like a Pakistan
Put cheese on your head like a packers fan
I’m getting shit with the gang yeah
Ballin’ like we starrin’ in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten peas on the coffee table
That’s a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I’m Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I’m pickin’ buds like I’m pickin’ cotton
The bitch bad and she [?]
Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold 100 peas on brown yield
Then another 50 on Thompson Heel
21 That’s a good deal
I like 4 count on fed field
Ilike 4 count twelve field
Pickin’ bud
Sippin’ bud
Hit it once and she done fell in love
Give me 20 minutes meet me at the sale
The mom wet like a wishin’ well
It’s a whole lot we don’t need to clock em’
What’s to know keep the Glocks on em’
Harvest Season I’ma keep growin’
Fuck 12 I’ma keep goin’
Back it up and she keep throwin’ it
High tech I’ma keep pullin’ it
She mad at me I ain’t hit her back
Bulletproof
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Drop a mixtape back to back
Got twins with me I’ma hit em’ both at the same time
Did a show and called a play at the same time
We ballin’ like we starrin’ in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten peas on the coffee table
That’s a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I’m Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I’m pickin’ buds like I’m pickin’ cotton
The bitch bad and she [?]
Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold 100 peas on brown yield
Then another 50 on Thompson Heel
21 That’s a good deal
I like 4 count on fed field
I like 4 count twelve field
○ Listen to “Money Man” Songs
● “Boss Up ”
[ Quotable ]
Really I ain’t have a helpin hand
Just blew your favorite rapper advanced
Just had to choke a little nigga out cause the little nigga ran his mouth
● “Tryin Me ”
[ Quotable ]
They wanna fuck wit the kid like I’m Soirée
These the moonrocks you not high as me
You not bout that life don’t you lie to me
Jus like a horse she gone ride me
B.c your secret society
● “Step on It ”
[ Quotable ]
I sold a bale and I don’t regret it
I hit that bitch and I don’t regret it
I get that check and it’s so excessive
We roll that pressure, it’s so excessive
I told lil mama “don’t miss ya’ blessings”
● Listen To Alkaline – Money Man
