Money Man – Game lyrics

[Hook]
I'm kickin' shit with the gang yeah
Ballin' like we starrin' in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten P's on the coffee table
That's a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I'm Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I'm pickin' buds like I'm pickin' cotton
The bitch bad and she pull rank
Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold 100 P's in brown mill
Then another 50 in thomasville
21 That's a good deal
I'm like fuck how the feds feel
I'm like fuck how 12 feel

[Verse 1]
Trappin' gas like this shit legal
Burnin' gas like this shit legal
AR pistol yea the shit legal
Got a bag of gas riding around with me just to keep a nigga company
Keep the torch nigga come for me
If I were you then I would fuck with me
I got that shit for the dirt cheap
I gave a lil nigga a dirt nap
She ride a nigga like a dirt bike
I seen a pound for the first time
Fell In love at first sight
She let me hit her on the first night
I drove with the pack three days on the highway
Tryin' to make it back to the destination
I'mma boxing it up ship it to a secret location
Forgot to water all the plants and fucked up 30k worth of weed man
I'm ballin' like I'm in the league man
Making movies I'm the lead man
Car came from oversea man
Rock a turban like a Pakistan
Put cheese on your head like a packers fan


[Hook]
I'm kickin' shit with the gang yeah
We Ballin' like we starrin' in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten P's on the coffee table
That's a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I'm Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I'm pickin' buds like I'm pickin' cotton
The bitch bad and she pull rank
Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold 100 P's in brown mill
Then another 50 in thomasville
21 That's a good deal
I'm like fuck how the feds feel
I'm like fuck how 12 feel

[Verse 2]
Pickin' bud
Sippin' mud
Hit it once and she done fell in love
Give me 20 minutes meet me at the shell
The mom wet like a wishin' well
It's a whole lot we don't need to clock em'
What's to know keep the Glocks on us'
Harvest Season I'ma keep growin'
Fuck 12 I'ma keep goin'
Back it up and she keep throwin' it
High tech I'ma keep puring it
She mad at me I ain't hit her back
Bulletproof wheels back 2 back
7 gram blunts back 2 back
Drop a mixtape back to back
Got twins with me I'ma hit em' both at the same time
Did a show and called a play at the same time


[Hook]
We Ballin' like we starrin' in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten P's on the coffee table
That's a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I'm Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I'm pickin' buds like I'm pickin' cotton
The bitch bad and she pull rank
Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold 100 P's in brown mill
Then another 50 in thomasville
21 That's a good deal
I'm like fuck how the feds feel
I'm like fuck how 12 feel