Mo' Money - Mally Mall, French Montana, Trae Tha Truth

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Got Wonder Bread like NASCAR

You slipped up and got slow money

My block boomin' like 18's, my paper up, it’s on caffeine

Them playin' clowns done tapped my phone, they swear I’m movin' that Phentermine

Got too many bags of that rake

Too much guap to just say

Every time I try to break the bank

I fuck around and get paid

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Pulled up hunnid whips, and we mobbin'

Blew a hunnid stacks on the bomb

Tryna flip a whole thang for a quarter

Tryna have my boat plankin' on that water

Bust it open, go and do that dance

Fresh up out that border, flipped it from that corner

Young rich fly nigga, started from the corner

Go and bust it open, love when you do that dance

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Them street niggas no playin' ho

Made a hundred grand in his bando

That shit cool without the band movin'

This brick jungle like Rambo

Stop mine, no game I was dissin' on 'em

On the block and I ain’t even tell this nigga no no

Rich nigga still movin' like I never had nothing

But a hustle and a dream and a hell of a discussion

Now I ride around the hood in that new I8

Here to take it to a hater bitch, I do not wait

I’m the king of the streets, bitch I do not break

And if it ain’t about the money, look here bitch, I’m straight

Get mine but I’m minding my business nigga

Watchin' me, yo better find you some business nigga

I want it all, how the fuck am I finished nigga?

In the mud, in the field, no scrimmage nigga

Yeah, I got this money, promise you I got this money

This necklace on my is so dummy, 4 in the morning it’s sunny

Everything asking might dummy

I did a cater to every fuck nigga you crumbed me

Now they can’t fuck with my money

Now when the Truth come around niggas shit lookin' bummy

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