808 Mafia - All This Money lyrics

[Verse 1: SD] What they clip for in my chopper,yo a** gon need a doctor We reckless, call us packless. these bullets like proactiv Just check what sh** undress em, my n***as they a stretch you We promise you we pressure, dont tell yo baby address We cooler than a statue, excuse me b**h dont have to We leave your body fragile, we always tote, we savage We promise you no casket, we rob all of you ba*tards This money sh** a habit, i smoke like i am a addict Yo face you can get stumped, i bury you lil chumps We shoot like we got pumps, my shorties leave you slumped Yo face you can get stumped, i bury you lil chumps We shoot like we got pumps, my shorties leave you slumped [Hook] I got all this money, i got all this money Me and my n***as we stay stuntin, we won't starve for nothing b**h, i got all this money, i got all this money Me and my n***as we stay stuntin, we won't starve for nothing b**h, i got all this money [Verse 2: Tray Savage] [Hook]