J.LBS - Let the Money Burn lyrics

[Hook] Lets get this cash Lets get this cash Lets get this cash [Verse 1] What's up what's up what's up what's up with you n***as Oh y'all stunting You got thirty houses, why y'all fronting? Quit playing I ain't impressed by small numbers Talk chunkier, ever seen the 911 parked all up on the curb? Just left my grandmomma house, we used to hit that [?] Don't make me smoke this whole bag till it's emptied out King of the south, when he went to jail I said damn they just love to see a n***a fail Imma keep it facts, I don't f** with rap sh** is only temporary like you fix a flat And I'm a real player, like a Thunderbird I just go up in value, let me do my turn Please let the money burn, never kiss and tell I don't got time for it baby, not if it smell I like mine well done, make it clap Please look me in my eyes when you f** me back Home alone with the mill, right on time huh Just want everything to sound like vagina This a business call, you can get the axe Same n***a everyday, just a different track Yeah Yeah Bout my business, uh [Hook] [Verse 2] I been coppin bands, like I'm flipping packs I whisper in her ear, gimme that can't leave it up to chance Ready for my first pitch, putting something in the music that can make the Earth skip Rockin Vans, off white man you know it Got some friends coming through hoping that she don't blow it b**h you had your time, now we quick to smash She wear that little pink skirt just to get me mad I don't like to brag, I been through some real sh** Back when MTV was playing videos with Will Smith When she lived in a different neighborhood I still went Her mom kicked me out on the street when she got home Im bout it Im bout it You can ask that n***a BD he can vouch for us [Hook] [Outro] New beat, new flow New spots, new rose Gotta get this cash Gotta get this cash New beats, new - New spots, new- Gotta get this cash Cash 4 in the morning and I'm still up Cash Cash Cash