B22 Money

[Intro]

(HD Beats)

[Verse]

Ah, I got rappers in my DM tryna disrespect my worth

Offerin' B22 money for a verse

See, I don't know what you heard, or if you heard how I'm comin'

Couple rounds, I ain't cuffin'

She belongs to the streets

Are you buzzin'? She a ho

I hope she ain't tellin' people she my cousin

In my mouth I put half-a-dozen

Get the prettiest of women with minimal discussion

And, of course, we brang it with us if you see us in the function

In the hood, niggas got to watch their tone if they ain't one to step

Started off the year not buying Jordans, bought some guns instead

Thеy value their life, so whеn they see us they just run instead

Free my big homie, we left couple man on pebble beds

Karma's a bitch, and a crazy one

So I ain't gonna rap about anybody's boo, or their baby-mum

But niggas need to start strappin' up

You're breedin' girls that will go and fuck guys that wanna see you in the mud

What the Hell? What the fuck?

You is only on that block 'cause you is not one of us

Mum caught me baggin', what's the chance she's not gonna cuss?

If they're sendin' me to jail, or I'm on tour, only time you'll see me on a bus

I might need four hands to count the niggas I love

But I don't even need one to count the niggas I trust

I might need six hands to count the niggas I've robbed

That could've been their mobile phone, their wife or a box

And the fiends they be taking pics, but very rare they're sayin', "Cheese"

Girls wanna fuck with me, it's rare that they ain't sayin', "Please"

SPRs, AMGs, niggas think they been about

But where were they when we were going Sports Direct to KFC?

I need to leave the hood more and spend more time in Duty Free

Every time I buy jewels, I'ma buy a new machine

Stepped out with zero miles, new Amiri, new CELINE

My Forces cost a extra bill, 'cause on the side it says, "Supreme"

Insta' got this dropper stressin' me, she's askin' why she follows me

And why I follow Tennessee

Free Swady, all he wants is niggas pourin' Hennessey

My Mali one, no BBL, her back bigger than Hennedey's

Mummy found my crack, told me she prefer me sellin' weed

I tried, but that weren't my thing, so I'm back sellin' these

Mood swings be on fleek when I'm in the cemetery

Niggas diss the dead, them niggas got more dead niggas than me

That don't make no sense

Niggas been in the trap for years and they ain't made a pence

I've seen couple niggas get it worse for sittin' on the fence

My youngins can't drive, so, if they wanna ride, I give them peds

And, they don't owe me shit if it's stab wounds and nothin' less

She loves my smile, probably 'cause it's VVS

I bet you I can still hit it even though she knows that I jeet her friends

Me and Big Wo probably'll drill if we attend

Now, bare niggas gotta get back if we meet again