Buss Down a Check - Money Man

Im having paper these niggas be hating

I be growin' them flavors

She dropping and motherfucking shaking it

These niggas ain’t worthy

These bitches ain’t worthy

I’m ballin I need me a motherfuckin' jersey

You beefin' I’m burpin' she bent over twerkin'

I’m wakin' up early I’m weighing and workin'

These niggas be cappin

These niggas be actin'

I’m sitting back laughin' cause niggas comedians

I don’t show no mercy to nigga who caught me

Cause they think you weak when you too lenient

Dog met that AR I came with the Tesla

I’m beefin' and runnin' that money

Steady increasin' it

I gotta cum she steady releasin' it

I ice out a arm but they think it’s a crystal

We trappin we movin'

We went to the top

We came from the sewer

Bitch

I know they hurt inside

I know I hurt they pride

She wanna hop in the ride

Where I’m from you won’t survive

Married money thats my bride

You scheming i can feel the vibe

Loaded choppers on the side

She want me I can feel the vibe

Buss down a check with the team

Buss down a check for the green

Buss down a check with the team

Buss down a check for the green

Buss down a check with the team

Buss down a check with the team

Buss down a check for the green

Buss down a check for the green

Buss down a check with the team

Buss down a check for the green

My chopper be tactical

My verses be factual

When we fuck she said my dick it feel magical

Came a long way I swear that shit was gradual

Just met the plug out in Cali and Malibu

VVS neck my chain is too valuable

Can’t risk a mid my time is too valuable

Send them hoes after you

My seller powerful

It turns out I don’t do what these rappers do

Bitches all natural

Hand is so pretty I’m servin' the city

The killers be with me

I smoke like a hippie

She touch on my jimmie

This shit is a fully this shit not a semi

I roll up a bag with stuff that these niggas be huffin' and puffin'

But they won’t say nothin'

They be swearin' hey finna rob me but they won’t take nothin'

I’m finna slump em'

I hear she be fiendin'

My shoes be the cleanest, so I walk up and gucci expired

I used to sell on the curb, play with me you gettin' murked

I got a shooter that stay on the lurk

I’m trappin dat work in a Nissan, hoot at his face now he long gone

These niggas ain’t on shit we on, pluggin' the streets I got long arms

I know they hurt inside

I know I hurt they pride

She wanna hop in the ride

Where I’m from you won’t survive

Married money thats my bride

You scheming i can feel the vibe

Loaded choppers on the side

She want me I can feel the vibe

Buss down a check with the team

Buss down a check for the green

Buss down a check with the team

Buss down a check for the green

Buss down a check with the team

Buss down a check with the team

Buss down a check for the green

Buss down a check for the green

Buss down a check with the team

Buss down a check for the green