Songtext Airbnb Money Man

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How many times these niggas gon' doubt me?
Pull up in the trap, 100 bags in a Audi
Soon as a nigga get 'em gone, I'm outtie
Turban on my head like a motherfucking Saudi
I ain't want the bitch number, she was too busted
And I keep a drum on the steel like percussion
All these VVS's on my neck, they bussing
And I keep an old .38 and it's rusty
Seven-one four-four-two and it running
Big bad wolf, nigga, I'ma get to huffing
Monclear jacket and this shit real puffy
Turkey bags filled up with gas, not with stuffing
Need a bad bitch, come and give me some loving
Need a bad bitch, give me pretty ass children
I just got her wave snapped for Christmas
I just bought a new Ram truck for Christmas
Ball everyday, I don't celebrate Christmas
She wanna go with me, but I don't wanna deal it
My heart numb, nigga, I ain't got feelings
Damn she stacked got double-
D titties
I just wanna re-up and serve my city
I ain't Hollywood, but it's stars in my ceiling
These nigga jokes, these niggas real silly

Diamonds on my wrist, damn, like two milli
Cut some hoes off cause I got too many
Come and get a bag, yeah, the Circle got plenty
Old school muscle car and the dash digi
New school muscle car and it got a Hemi
Stars in my ceilings, yeah, bae, make wish
Racks and my jeans , nah, I ain't got hips
Navy blue Red Bottoms, yeah, Bloods and Crip
Drippin' everywhere, lil' mama don't slip
These niggas monkeys, these niggas some chimps
These niggas scared, these niggas some wimps
Burning pre-rolls and this shit got hemp
We fucking for the moment, she only a temp
FN, nigga, don't you attempt
Shoot you in the leg now you walking with a limp
Moving all this weight, I ain't even in the gym
Had to get a Viper, I'ma take it for a spin
Real plug nigga, only fucking with kin
20 P's of grade-
A sitting in the fridge
Burning on exotic, I ain't smoking no seeds
Bought my old lady a $2K wig
Online money, I'ma internet wiz
15K just to go and do a gig
D-boy truck with the off-road wheels
Gucci boots, baby girl, these ain't Timbs
Modified chopper and its knocking of limbs
Real strong gas bags, come and get a whiff
Finna fuck a bitch, she came in a Lyft
Leave a nigga dead, nigga body in a ditch
I was in the trap, nigga, tryna get rich
Pull up in a Demon, yeah, six-six-six
Low key plug, I'm Anonymous
Nigga be hating, I'm tired of it
Shawty got a ass, I'm feelin' on it
Counting these blues feels good, don't it?
80 bag play that's a big moment
All these racks that's a big move
Six foot six that's a big goon
Bed and sofa that's a big room
Lil' ass coupe with no leg room

How many times these niggas gon' doubt me?
Pull up in the trap, 100 bags in a Audi
Soon as a nigga get 'em gone, I'm outtie
Turban on my head like a motherfucking Saudi
I ain't want the bitch number, she was too busted
And I keep a drum on the steel like percussion
All these VVS's on my neck, they bussing
And I keep an old .38 and it's rusty
Seven-one four-four-two and it running
Big bad wolf, nigga, I'ma get to huffing
Monclear jacket and this shit real puffy
Turkey bags filled up with gas, not with stuffing
Need a bad bitch, come and give me some loving
Need a bad bitch, give me pretty ass children
I just got her wave snapped for Christmas
I just bought a new Ram truck for Christmas
Ball everyday, I don't celebrate Christmas
She wanna go with me, but I don't wanna deal it
My heart numb, nigga, I ain't got feelings
Damn she stacked got double-
D titties
I just wanna re-up and serve my city
I ain't Hollywood, but it's stars in my ceiling
These nigga jokes, these niggas real silly