Kids from Da Nawf - Money In My Pocket

We go way back
Money In my
We go way back
Money in my pocket
We go way back
Baby I could really take you shopping spend a hundred racks
Money in my pocket in the closet in the maybach
I was touching bricks and moving weight when I was face flat
I ain't wanna touch that shit my nigga I ain't wanna do nun of dat
Told her on my soul I want the money where them hundreds at
If she in some glitter wearing gold than i ain't fucking that
Cause when I put that switch inside my waist it make my pockets fat
Always getting money where I live like this my habitat
Oh yea he be hustling
What's his address, you know the rest
Nigga I be dripping on these bitches it be no contest
Just catch me in da city with my glizzy and a loaf a bread
Money on my phone when that bitch ring my ass don't go to bed
You see my ass in public please don't call me ion know da feds
I was out there making plays right down the street from bouldercrest
I don't bang but nigga roll up on me and I'll blow his chest
He coming for dat
Money in my pocket
We go way back
Baby I could really take you shopping spend a hundred racks
Money in my pocket in the closet in the maybach
I was touching bricks and moving weight when I was face flat
Money in my pocket
We go way back
Baby I could really take you shopping spend a hundred racks
Money in my pocket in the closet in the maybach
I was touching bricks and moving weight when I was face flat
All this money in my pocket
It can't fit up in my wallet
Yea you know I keep that rocket
I won't hesitate to pop it
Pull it out and tell her top it
Walk in chase make big deposits
I put drip all in my closets
Cut the work and stretch the profit
All my pockets full of money
Stacking up all of them hundreds
them boys talking like a puppet
All dat talk will get you punished
Strapped like a dyke yea I tuck it
The way she suck is stunnin'
Police come the drugs I'm flushing
Wash your block up like it's flooding
Niggas ian getting no money
But we getting money
I done stacked this shit way way up and now these hoes love me
Remember I used to trap out a bus and I bought a buss down
These niggas ian really touching us I'm having my way now
Niggas be stepped on just like a perc and we put in work
Throwing hundreds at these big booty strippers while she trying to twerk
I'm sipping this syrup
Get put on a shirt
Six feet right under the dirt
Might getcha ass murked
Money in my pocket
We go way back
Baby I could really take you shopping spend a hundred racks
Money in my pocket in the closet in the maybach
I was touching bricks and moving weight when I was face flat
Money in my pocket
We go way back
Baby I could really take you shopping spend a hundred racks
Money in my pocket in the closet in the maybach
I was touching bricks and moving weight when I was face flat

Written by:
Austin Sadler, Corey Burnett, Gregory Bell III

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