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Money Reels

Money Reels

Headhunchoeli

Альбом: Money Reels
Длительность: 3:31
Год: 2024
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When you playin' be realistic when you pray got be specific
I'm thinkin' 'bout my nigga died, damn it's been a minute
When you really start to miss 'em, that's when it's gon' hit you
Talkin' to my nigga, he said, "Mane they tryna get you"
That's why I'm ridin' wit my pistol
They gon' find you somewhere crippled
If you try to run up on me, I just told you I keep it on me
So even when I'm alone I'm never feelin' lonely
And I got that drizzy for whenever shit get stormy

I know niggas actin' tough till we pull up wit they spouse
Check my check, large amounts, check my check, large amounts
I'm on the set, I'm actin' now I can't play, can't fuck around
Nah, you can't stay, where we be at I'm out VA, hidin' out
We scream peace, then we, I want Gs
All the racks only 18 had all the cash
Wear Louis Loafers just to brag

I can't be trippin' 'bout no side chick, we just replace 'em
She too basic she ain't my chick
I fuck wit Haitians only bad bitches, I'm racist
Only phat cars when I'm racin'
It's a dub, way she layin' in her cum I fucked her brainless
I know she want cuddle When I'm done, but I can't relax till we make it
Nah, I can't settle till we won Money reels, I'm tryna make it

Here cuz I love you
Here 'cause I care about your love
Ugh

You know how I'm comin' don't not invite me, it ain't bout the money
She said that she love me, I know you don't love me
Don't act like you love me, lil' bitch, that shit funny
I'm killin' the pussy like Ted Bundy
How is you hatin' but you lookin' bummy?
You need some funding, stop playin'
Woah, woah, stop playin'

Woah, woah, stop playin' woah
You know what I'm sayin' bro remember we came from the sand bro
We out Bali I pull up on plugs and Lambos
I was just hittin' a lick wit Fernando
Catch me out 1700, the bando
Run my money up but I'm still layin' low
Yeah, yeah yea you know how I started the shit

I didn't need the key when I started the whip
They fuckin' wit Mane I'm hard as a bitch
My niggas was hatin', I was poppin' my shit
Damn that shit lame my nigga, I ain't goin' lie, I felt a lil' pain, my nigga
That shit ain't make me the same my nigga, I ain't the same no more
I'm tired of fuckin' the same ole hores
Damn, I'm just tryin' find my girl

Give you the world, you know how it go
But one thing I won't do is save me a hoe
If you got the P's then I'm takin' your O's
Take off your vest when I aim at your nose
Bah, bah bag bah

This song gon' make me cryin', what's the meaning of your love?
Live and never die, what's the feeling of your touch?
Girl right here, you gon' make me settle down and give it up nah
She way too far from basic, she my favorite, she the one
Its Huncho (gang, gang), they know how I'm comin'
She wanna taste me oh baby that's nothin'
Bust down on the track like, oh, baby, it's nothin'

Arm around her shoulder like oh baby I'm somethin'
I told my momma I'ma give her a son (grand)
Hunnid rackz just for the front, then look in the bag like I need it by lunch
I'm not thinking about glicks, I'm thinking about buns
I'm about skiing whenever we hunt
She fine, I get her whatever she want
She fine, I get it, I buy it in bulk

HEADHUNCHO I get what I want
Top shotta, I'm in league wit the hulk
Top mobster, you can leave when you want
My crew smarter, you can front if you want

Hey, Yung Q, I was just calling to say what's up
I've been seeing your music
I've been seeing your posts and I'm so proud of you