Money Man – How It Feel lyrics

[Chorus]
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How the fuck you real An you squeal nigga
Roll det pressure up an pop a seal nigga
Come here bby girl I'm tryna build witcha
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
She pulled up wit a real one how it feel bby
She pulled up wit a real one how it feel bby
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
I heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How dfckk you real An you squeal nigga

[Verse 1]
Heard you getting money how you feelin nigga
I been stacking money to the ceiling nigga
Had to cutem off I heard he squealin
If thy give me life a nigga gun appeal it
Money make the world turn
Money make the work turn
Got my haters salty
Got them niggas catching heart burn
I was in the streets
Just tryna show this shit was hard earned
Bbs's in my chain I'm giving niggas sun burn
Riding with the shooters
And you kno they bout to murder sum
He ain't bout that life
That luh nigga ain't fina hurt nun
I was in the Bando weighing over I had to make sum
I rather catch a bullet before I let a nigga tell ya sum
I was selling bells on the low I had to shake sum
Shawty got a Ass bend it over bby shake sum
If she ain't a dime Ima fck around an make her one
Fuck them luh loses pussy nigga I ain't taking one
They say them straps is legal in New York
I'm still bringing one
30 kills wit me nigga I ain't just bring one
I be in the gutta wit the hooligan
Shoot at chu reload An then I shoot again
Diamonds reel these bitches in


[Chorus]
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How dfckk you real An you squeal nigga
Roll det pressure up an pop a sill nigga
Cum here bby girl I'm tryna build witcha
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
She coolin wit a real one how it feel bby
She coolin wit a real one how it feel bby
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
I heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How dfckk you real An you squeal nigga

[Verse 2]
Ima show these niggas where I came from
I shot four niggas wit the same gun
Feds came to me I ain't say nun
Ima fuck around An have to spray sum
You dealing wit a real one how it feel bby
Shout out to the streets Westin dale bby
I was on the moon rock in Atlanta an I'm still faded
I been getting money now my sudden vision gated
My circle small so you niggas cannot penetrate it
I kno a tonya she just wnt a luh penetration
Beef wit me we grab them choppas an we invade it
Knock you off pop sum bottles an we celebrate it
She just wna take me dick an marinate it
I grab sum gold
An let them diamonds come An marinate it
I was in the jungle I was stuck inside a bow
We don't fight an tussle
We just grab them straps An bustm
I heard you snitching yeh
I heard you snitching on ya friends
Last nigga tried me he was neva seen again
I left that hoe alone we can neva be again
Run off wit a pack An you a neva eat again


[Chorus]
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How dfckk you real An you squeal nigga
Roll det pressure up an pop a sill nigga
Cum here bby girl I'm tryna build witcha
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
She coolin wit a real one how it feel bby
She coolin wit a real one how it feel bby
Heard you getting money how it feel nigga
I heard you getting money how it feel nigga
Bitch I rock a chain like a field nigga
How dfckk you real An you squeal nigga