Thousand dollar shirt ..
Rolling gass .. like a wood full of firs
Whip it till it hurt, make it disappear on the first
Selling crystal meth, all my costomers ..
.. 50’s, 20’s, hundreds getting blunted
Yes I do all this finessing, ain’t just doing this for nothing
I just wanna ride foreigns, what you tryna do, I done it
And your b***h all on my d**k, cause n***a, you ain’t got no money
I got big money
Rich friends
Bad b*tches
Lit friends
Talking big money
Rich friends
Hella bad b*tches
Lit friends
I got big money
Talking big money ho
I got big money
Talking big money money ho
I got big money
Talking big money money ho
Hella bad b*tches
Lit friends
I can never take a loss, I don’t set the matchup or stick out my neck to lose the crown
Taylor Gang my backup, I’m on Kush and I’m on alcohol
My diamonds flawless, and I ain’t gotta call
My b*tches they fall in line, rolling papers all the time
Damb she fine
A*s look good, hair long, tatted on her spine
Is Taylor Gang versuri-lyrics.info
Doing doghnuts in the whip, she say that I’m her favorite gangster
Can’t see you, got too much Kush smoke in the way
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I got big money
Rich friends
Bad b*tches
Lit friends
Talking big money
Rich friends
Hella bad b*tches
Lit friends
I got big money
Talking big money ho
I got big money
Talking big money money ho
I got big money
Talking big money money ho
Hella bad b*tches
Lit friends
I was grinding with my partners, doing the bus ..
.. p***y poppin
I was stretching every dollar, I was 96 Impala
I was .., 24 ..
Jet Life to the .. life, ..
Taxin for the .., you know this that pack right
So much .., hella .. that right
.. AKA too many chains, that right
I got big money
Rich friends
Bad b*tches
Lit friends
Talking big money
Rich friends
Hella bad b*tches
Lit friends
I got big money
Talking big money ho
I got big money
Talking big money money ho
I got big money
Talking big money money ho
Hella bad b*tches
Lit friendsss