money habits (Bonus Track) Lyrics

Xo roll the gas

Gang got too much cash

We ain't never broke

That paper never lack

And that boy tried to run up we told that nigga this ain't that

I can't worry bout no lil nigga y'all should know I'm in my bag

I got money habits I miss grandma so I'm getting rich

I don't want yo boof gas you know we be smoking stench

We got Disney type of money pocket blue Lilo and Stitch

I don't ever pop out flashy when I do they take a pic

They lose they mind when they see XoJay

You know when Tootie call my phone that mean I'm on the way

And you don't want no problems don't make me call up Lil Trey

I took a break I'm off promethazine I woke up feeling great, yeah

When Tay drive the whip he drive that bitch stupid he don't even touch the break, yeah

I be dozing off the lean can't even text my bae, uh

My auntie asked why I don't call her it's too much shit on my plate

Bad bitch tryna ride with U5M she tryna fuck with gang, uh

Don't give no fuck bout what you saying

You ain't counting up no bands

Heard you ran and left yo man

And we ran off from the plug because we put all that shit in our hand

Stack our bread and fuck the bitches yeah we sticking to the clan

XO the move XO the gang XO the fucking clan

I'm high as fuck I'm in the stars I'm chilling with the fam

Might fuck around rent out the lamb, yeah

Might fuck around rent out the lamb I drive like I ain't got no head

That bitch suck dick you know that she's a eater

She ain't got no manners either

Had to drop her yeah delete her

I don't even wanna please her

Because I'm focused on my racks

Yeah I'm focused on my rackades

Them SRT's and cats

And them SRT's go fast when I drive and I push it

Damn her pussy gushing

That bitch can't ask for nothing

I told Munchie If I got it she can have it pape ain't nothing

I'm flexing like it's nothing

I'm a superstar like David Ruffin

But I ain't going out like David Ruffin

I take drugs to ease the pain

Told that bitch don't want discussion

In the whip with Kent and Tay recording tryna give y'all something

Told my momma I can't feel the pain when I get blue face hundreds

Yo blunt look like Dejounte Murray but it's bout five up in this wood

I don't even wanna fuck the bitch but if I wanted to I could

I'm tired of niggas capping acting like they got it that shit boof

I pass the ball like Magic if I'm balling my niggas is too