SBP,MF the mutha fuckin GANGZ Bitch!
This music video was shot in the neighborhood i grew up on, with the niggas i got it out the mud with fuck with it or don't regardless me and my team eating
THIS FOR GLENDALE and The WEST SIDE
You know I got the stick in the colt
(4-5)
(Why)
Cause I get the bag and I make it grow
(Grow)
Blue money new money baby yea,yea
Blue money new money (money)
(GET THE BAG!)
Blue money new money baby yea,yea
(Hit the stash!)
Blue money new money
(With the mask)
Verse 1 :
Getting major cream wit my team in the field
Rock designer jeans wit my triple beam scale
Lookin hella mean hella clean like what’s the deal
Empty out the clip man that’s just how I feel
I herd these pussys puttin money on my head
They want me dead so they workin wit feds
actin like some rats so we gotta feed em lead
Why You hatting Streachin Bandz nigga we ahead
Never gave a fuck to what a hater said
The only thing y’all bitches like to play is dead
I chase the bag every witch way
I haven’t slept in 2 days
Put it in ya mouth cause bitch it’s fuck what you say
4x Blue money new money baby yea,yea
Blue money new money (money)
Verse 2: Back tracking these niggas they all average
We don’t back track my nigga that’s a bad habit
We don’t live the same and they can’t stand it
These pussys try they hardest just to get my fucken address
I don’t gang bang
bitch i bang bang
We ain’t the same thang
So make a lane change
before I burst brain
Don’t play games wit the big boy
I got a big toy
making big noise
everywhere I go Im smoking big doinks
Promise momma till the grave I’ll never stop
And if you see a op gotta keep that thang cocked
Get the bag and I flip but not flop
I drip and I drop
And If you step You get popped boy
CRONIK g keep the game on lock boy
Never leave the crib if my thang aint stocked boy
Let that bitch hang extendo go bang shit ain’t the same we ain’t never wit no decoy
Thats the money play homie man I thought you knew
Counting all these hundos got my fingers blue
Can’t be broke no more I gotta make some moves
Catch myself Going all in like I can’t lose
You don’t scare me boy don’t tempt me
Pull up to your crib and I squeeze till it’s empty
Nothing less than 40 putting hella rounds in you mothafucken body
Yeah they talking shit cause they envy
Bitch you know you ain’t my foe
And all your bull shit can’t faze me
Boy I’ll put a tag on your toe
And I be moving clean in some Gucci
You know I keep the stick in the colt
Tell me why y’all so lazy
Cuz I get the bag and make it grow
Outro
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