Money Spread

[Intro]

(W-W-W-W-Winner's Circle)

[Verse 1]

Put them hands up on them knees and get paid for shaking ass

I might get high before sex, definitely a perc to make it last

I can Zelle you a couple hunnid, but I’ll rather give you cash

Track hawk, fast as hell, taking off when we see twelve

That nigga acting like he up on us like he did what he claimed

He be lying on them bodies, tryna boot up off my name

I hang with killers on a daily rather be with them than fame

I’m a real nigga, but she share locations with a lamе

G-Wagon for my bitch, ima just turn her up

I done gave hеr a Chanel bag, she might turn to one

Boss bitch, never ask for shit, she can purchase one

I just gave her 1.2 cash, she a one on one

On a jet fresh out of court, I’m on FaceTime with Durant

My brother deeski gettin rich, he’s just bagging up a plant

And the nigga y’all call big homie, to me he just a ant

Every car you drive a rental, every car I got is that

[Refrain]

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[Verse 2]

Kodak and Pooh made me do money spread, not the money dance

From the trenches, you won’t understand, respect her only fans

And I bleed for us, they ain’t believe in us, they ain't T for us

And they killed my homie, you ain’t get back, y'all ain’t T’d enough, (Gang)