money up

Ay We in here Thank you max for the wonderful introduction Ay hunned bands on my wrist Bitches want smoke but your man’s don’t exist so much money on my mind and I planned to get rich I don’t really give a damn I’m that man and I’m rich You get caught in the bam or the jam you a snitch And never trust a soul for a band and a switch If he ever crossed me he be laying in a ditch Bitches claiming they a killa Im just out here with a shotty rock You better put this down and get a better hobby now I’m just keepin it a hunnid rap is not for everybody I remember every winter man my nose was hella snotty so much pain I kept in side me no I was never jolly Lost my sis I wasn’t there wish that I could say I’m sorry Ay Hunnid bands on my wrist Bitches want smoke but your man’s don’t exist And if he ever crossed me he be laying in a ditch So much money on my mind and I’m makin it a hit