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(NickE On the Track) [Intro: Jay Critch] Hey! Talk Money Gang, 30 Gang Aye, Jay Critch hood fav (Hey!) [Chorus: Jay Critch] My niggas doing they thang Duckin' police and the search warrants (and the search warrants) Might pull up in some designer You ain't see these, gotta search for it (gotta search for it) These rappers ridin, the wave Bitches on dick like a surfboard (like a surfboard) You know I gotta get paid Ice on my neck cause I worked for it (cause I worked for it) Money talking fit in the lamb now (skr) They gon' try to fit in Imma stand out (skr skr) Niggas come around askin' for handouts (for handouts) What you did when my pockets was man down (when i was broke) Boy you funny you act like my mans now (no) She was frontin' but look she a fan now (no) Then we start jugging we get to the bands now Cooking up like I'm bringing a pan out [Verse 1: Jay Critch] (Hey!) They dont want problems with me Hit a jug, yeah I'm shopping for free (jug) Me and Damii smoking out of the p (Dami) Say you real, but nobody agree (hey!) It gon' be jumping like it's on TV I gotta stay with a bean (plow plow) Told her don't call me, I ain't trying to speak Hit me when they saw the green New faces, got me like "who are these niggas and why they around?" (who are these niggas) Blue faces, I got a stack to the ceiling that start from the ground In the coupe racing, I might pull up on your bitch (skr) Dropping the top down (skr skr) Niggas pocket watching what i got now (pocket watching) Had some light shit, got a lot now (hey!) [Chorus: Jay Critch] My niggas doing they thang Duckin' police and the search warrants (and the search warrants) Might pull up in some designer You ain't see these, gotta search for it (gotta search for it) These rappers riding, the wave Bitches on dick like a surfboard (like a surfboard) You know I gotta get paid Ice on my neck cause I worked for it (cause I worked for it) Money talking fit in the lamb now (skr) They gon' try to fit in Imma stand out (skr skr) Niggas come around askin' for handouts (for handouts) What you did when my pockets was man down (when i was broke) Boy you funny you act like my mans now (no) She was frontin' but look she a fan now (no) Then we start jugging we get to the bands now (hey!) Cooking up like I'm bringing a pan out (jug, jug) [Verse 2: Damii] I'm talking money not rappin' (no) I need the cash gotta have it (gotta have it) Likin' the dick she can't snap it (snap it) Walk down the ave see the addicts (addict) [?] was smilin' and laughin' (laughin') 88 sponsors like magic (damn) Gotta stay out the gym cause there's traffic [?] shit is tragic [?] move pass it OG and cookies shit hittin' (hittin) [?] look like it's Lipton (lipton) [?] to the loot now she trippin' Said she can't prefer school now she strippin' (yeah) Do what you do that's your business (yeah) Throwin' ones got a 280 tippin' (boss) My niggas talk money you listenin' [Chorus] My niggas doing they thang Duckin' police and the search warrants Might pull up in some designer You ain't see these, gotta search for it These rappers riding the wave Bitches on dick like a surfboard You know I gotta get paid Ice on my neck cause I worked for it Money talking fit in the lamb now They gon' try to fit in imma stand out Niggas come around askin' for handouts What you did when my pockets was man down Boy you funny you act like my mans now She was frontin' but look she a fan now Then we start jugging we get to the bands now Cooking up like I'm bringing a pan out [Verse 3: Vendetta] I just got a pint of the tech Take off, get high like NASA (get high) I don't want that bitch you can have her (you can have that bitch) Smoke strong, gotta flex throwin' 50s (gotta flex) And I'm all in her mouth like a dentist Kick back then I ball like Alonzo Rollin' with a paper and a frontal Sit back hit a bitch with a combo And I gotta play the bitch like a console She be suckin' on my dick in the condo Pronto, hit a lick get the guap though No vegan I'm all about green Get that money, I stack with my team My nigga you sippin' the clean Goyard the belt on my jeans Maison Margiela the feet And I gotta eat (I gotta eat) [Chorus] My niggas doing they thang Duckin' police and the search warrants Might pull up in some designer You ain't see these, gotta search for it These rappers riding the wave Bitches on dick like a surfboard You know I gotta get paid Ice on my neck cause I worked for it Money talking fit in the lamb now They gon' try to fit in, I'ma stand out Niggas come around askin' for handouts What you did when my pockets was man down Boy you funny you act like my mans now She was frontin' but look she a fan now Then we start jugging we get to the bands now Cooking up like I'm bringing a pan out
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