ChopsquadDJ - Filthy Money lyrics

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ChopsquadDJ - Filthy Money lyrics

[Intro:] On that meek milly sh** Go pop a wheelie sh** Got my money counter Don't like counting sh** [Hook] Filthy money on me girl i'm filthy rich That b**h she stole my clothes On that meek milly sh** go pop a wheelie sh** I do not trust my b**h she on some silly sh** Filthy money on me i'm still counting it I got my money counter don't like counting sh** We packing extra guns we don't pack extra clips I'm on some builder sh** come thru and hammer sh** [Verse 1:] Come thru' and hammer sh**, your block can't handle it Folknem be nailing sh**, and they straight felons b**h Me and Ben Franklin cool we on some chillin sh** My b**h hate that we close she on some jealous sh** If i get in that jam than I'm not telling sh** If a n***a snitch on us than we go nail that b**h My j**eler do his thing i brought my j**erly out Nun' but diamonds in this mansion This the j**elry house Hollows popping out they hot, i brought the heater out Ridin' with them shooters, brought them demons out Fresher than a b**h i brought the cleaners out Pulled up in a steamer let them k**as out [Hook] Filthy money on me girl i'm filthy rich That b**h she stole my clothes On that meek milly sh** go pop a wheelie sh** I do not trust my b**h she on some silly sh** Filthy money on me i'm still counting it I got my money counter don't like counting sh** We packing extra guns we don't pack extra clips I'm on some builder sh** come thru and hammer sh** [Verse 2:] Looking for me hard to find, I'm not hard to find If we play, we have your body, you gone be hard to find Time is money, i'm on time, you just wasting time I sent some soldiers to your house You not that hard to find Suicide k**as', they don't have no problem dying I'm finna' take a trip, and I don't have no problem flying I know some people that's gone, die for me, ride for me Don't put your life on the line thinking mouse a dummy When i get the millions please don't ask Lil Mouse for nothing I'm just gone count these thousands You mad cause you can't count nothing I'm gone be chasing money if, i'm gone be chasing something I used to be broke so, all that hate for nothing [Hook] Filthy money on me girl i'm filthy rich (Filthy Rich) That b**h she stole my clothes (dumb lil' filthy b**h) On that meek milly sh** go pop a wheelie sh** I do not trust my b**h she on some silly sh** Filthy money on me i'm still counting it I got my money counter don't like counting sh** We packing extra guns we don't pack extra clips I'm on some builder sh**, come thru and hammer sh** ...