Bullets On The Track - Bea$t lyrics

[Intro : Lavaa] Whoop Whoop Awlll! Chea Ugh Always smokin when I rappin Ha ha Awlll! [Verse 1 : Lavaa] So many wayz So many wayz to get a buck It's get money f** b**hes and stay loaded up I'm super high Loud n lean got me in the mood To take ya b**h And do some sh** In the nude We in the telly She on her belly The tape is rollin She took a shot And a molly Woo that got her goin I wore her out Den sun her back Dat b**h was weak A n***a like me Put hoes like that On the street Pimpin My white b**h she wit da B.S We been the terror squad Shid we should of signed to T.S They just free'd Remy Ma Lord knows we fresh We do what we say we do Lord knows we don't flex b**h I'm co*ky Way more then I'm stocky Smellin like kush broccoli Spendin money from this hockey Datz da f**in ice But they say that sh**z fire It'll turn ta oil If you put it wit a lighter They said money don't grow on treez Kush say you a lie I don't need a wop I can weight it wit my eye Broke's the new dead And most you n***as lifeless If it ain't money They brain dead off dem vices Awlll!