Money V - 24 Bars

I love that sound, it's beautiful, it's sippin' aight, whoo
It's V, yeah, and I'm back active Don't let me catch you hangin' with them niggas it's gon' get tragic
You niggas crack addicts
Smokin' on this stupid dumb gas and I don't pass it
Packs keep comin' in, gotta get the bread fastly
Niggas call for a QP, I'm movin' very fastly
I don't sell that lil' petty shit, nigga, don't ask me
Nigga, you can never hit my bitch, cause she too assy
What could you do for her? Is you stupid, bruh
7-6-2's to your crib, Leave you clueless, huh?
I had to cop a brand new piece, I think two is luck
I ain't really on that broke shit, nigga, keep some bucks
All my niggas up, and you niggas fucked
Granddaddy told me, watch them niggas you claim that you trust
I don't give a fuck, niggas know what's up
Omeezy spin your block all black in the Bentley truck
Big bass in the booth, I get nasty I can't fuck with that bitch if she ain't classy
Better yet a baddie if she trippin', she can't have it
Shawty know she fuck with Money V cause I'm a savage
Niggas speak on kazo like Fabrice and I'ma slap him
And if he talkin' crazy, we gon' pull up and we wrap him
I need a distraction, these Perkys got me active
I need your bitch, I'm thinkin' she attractive
I'm with the shits, you'll think that I'm a bastard
If your bitch ass look fat, then I'ma grab it
Nine times out of ten, she gon' let me have it
It's Money V, known as Mr. Greens, nigga, ask shaggy

Written by:
Vashawn Alcindor

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