Ay, Madenka, I feel that's the one you know?
Na, na na na
Na, na na
Dope
Money
Green
Na, na na na
Cold
Money
Clean it
Na, na na
N- will kill you for what you believe in
I bought a new - for no reason
And it's getting cold so it's coming to season
He caught a body, he comin' through cheesin'
We ain't with none of the crying and grieving
You know that my shooters is dying to see them
N- can't find him he hidin' we seekin'
He in the city, he dying this weekend
I took a -, it keep me calm
None of them n- is doing me harm
None of my b- is doing me wrong
I keep a smile I ain't losing my charm
I know the feds listen to this music
So I never say what I do in these songs
He send the addy, we pull up he gone
Up close so I ain't shotting from long
Dope
Money
Green
Na, na na na
Cold
Money
Clean it
Na, na na
Ayy, duffel-bag for the money, what the business is?
All across the world servin' it from sin to sin
I'ma make sh- stretch to the end the end
On my knees every night, but I'ma sin again
Sorry Lord, can't say I don't know better
Big stepper 'till my toes start hurting
Get him killed then write him a murder letter
Few subliminals in my verses
Big chain on my neck finna break my neck
Need a brace for my neck, mm-hmm
H- brain with the best I ain't feeling her sex
So her best friend next, mm-hmm
Call collect to charter jets
Then billboard charts happen next
Gotta big flex on my ex
Hold it over her head 'til she meet her death
Declined my calls and missed my text
I know them h- regret
I'm numb on a h-, I ain't feelin' 'em
He could be with the kid we gon kill him
Get the drop then you know I'm a sinner
No tags on the whip, no rentals, ayy!
Hop out lemme see the feet work n-
When you finna shoot out that window
Dope
Money
Greed
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Cold
Money
Clean it
Na, na na
Dope
Money
Green
Na, na na na
Cold
Money
Clean it
Na, na na
Dope
Money
Green
Na, na, hmm
Hmm, na na
Na, na, hmm, na, na
Dope
Hmm, na, na
Money
Green, na, na