Z Money

Ah Shit
Ah shit, ah shit, ah shit, ah shit CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY I don't like no bored bitch, finna kick this girl out Galleria H-Town, finna buy the mall out Too busy gettin’ rich, we ain't chasin' no clout, no doubt, AK put his heat signal out Got 50k stuffed in the new Louis pouch, just put a 3.5 in the one Dark Stout I ain’t never switched sides, stay ten toes down, in the trap with the gas, out west where we found Dope real good, that's the heroin type, send the bags on the side, got the plug on the pound No lie, lil' nigga gon' die if he try, watch cost a hundred, might blind up your eye Walked in hot, with my own money, jubilee, ying yang, nigga gotta fumble This the type of car gon' make you pull some bitches Spent 60k up on a watch and it don't even be tickin' And this the type of game, you gotta stay consistent And this the type of chain you touch, you gon' be missin’ Christmas This the type of car gon’ make you pull some bitches Spent 60k up on a watch and it don't even be tickin’ And this the type of game, you gotta stay consistent And this the type of chain you touch, you gon' be missin' Christmas CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY From Letras Mania