T3 - Scared Money lyrics

[Hook: Early Mac] Before you put it down you should think fam Think how much you can make damn Hundred grand on a ring brand Scared money don't make na 3X [Verse 1: Illa J] Man we got hoes, We got doe We need to roll papers, we need roll Yeah we those We got shows , We get blowed That's all you need to know I got a throw back with reboc's on When shorty sing that song What she got on, It's hard for me not see that thong It's hard for me not to breathe right on Your neck show me respect if you see how long I put in work i make her twerk it I'm the officer searching for the murder With the levies on You can f** with the team I'm on We at the north pole we out cold [Hook] [Verse 2: Young RJ Yea we dat boom Been them dons since filas on So flavorful better get you some Vicious son b**hes cum snitches run From the 313 where dem piston from Dis dat slum you dim ice berg slim Drop head bangers excedrin Veterans all gold medals man Don't slow down foot on the pedal man These sick verses need medicine Let us in or become a vic-a-tim Look at them foreign rides big a** rims Only catch us with the finest fims [Hook] [Verse 3: T3] AHH sh** your money look frighten The feta that i got a make a n***a pull A heist in a bank Can't caught us in a race n***a's so slow it's like he did a ball of H Only way they see us if the lord understakes Meanwhile I'm on a trip and exotic is the place Never frantic and you know it's automatic It's authentic like it's every other day In the back of us surround us a mother f**ing lake Yeah , n***a's can't see my paps And the wolfs that i got they will tare threw a gate Damn, can't see me not way Yeah off the henny we don't sip they rosay Bouncing a city with some bitty in face And you know she spending a pretty penny Spreading those legs You looking silly if every had beg uh