[Chorus]
Yeah
I got something good for ya
I got something hood for ya
Young trill trap nigga
Trying to come build with ya
Money over everything
Being rich is everything
Got to move the bags though
Shooting through the back door
[Verse 1]
I got killers on the payroll
Don't move 'less I say so
When I get it say so
Chopper make your head roll
Don't mind me I'm flexing
Flexing on some ex bitch
But when the face come around, she don't ask questions
Don't look like the trap type, baby what you trap like?
I tell her, "girl look at me, welcome to the trap life"
Hanging out at the foreign
Won't let the hater [?], six Toyotas on the wrist
[Bridge]
I be like "I sauce on niggas"
It's a warzone, nigga
That draco hit ya, then your legs gone nigga
Don't make me do it, I got shooters to do it
It's nothing to prove
[Chorus]
I got something good for you
I got something hood for you
Young trill trap nigga
Trying to come and build with you
Money over everything
Being rich is everything
Got to move the bags though
Shooting through the back door
[Verse 2]
I got your bitch under pressure
She always ignoring your message
When we fuck it makes her feel special
So she be like "fuck when he texting"
Oh I mix the codeine with sprite (Yeah)
Oh that got her feeling alright (Yeah)
Broke niggas fuck up the vibe
So don't let them fuck up your high
Oh they be like, "What you done? And who you with? And where you at?
And I be like, "To the money, to the money, to the money"
Don't give a fuck, I can't hide it
Only concern with the projects
[?] the whip is exotic
The money is dirty, take benjamin showers (And hold up)
[Bridge]
I be like "I sauce on niggas"
It's a warzone, nigga
That draco hit ya, then your legs gone nigga
Don't make me do it, I got shooters to do it
It's nothing to prove it
[Chorus]
I got something good for you
I got something hood for you
Young trill trap nigga
Trying to come build with you
Money over everything
Being rich is everything
Got to move the bags though
Shooting through the back door
Yeah
I got something good for ya
I got something hood for ya
Young trill trap nigga
Trying to come build with ya
Money over everything
Being rich is everything
Got to move the bags though
Shooting through the back door
[Verse 1]
I got killers on the payroll
Don't move 'less I say so
When I get it say so
Chopper make your head roll
Don't mind me I'm flexing
Flexing on some ex bitch
But when the face come around, she don't ask questions
Don't look like the trap type, baby what you trap like?
I tell her, "girl look at me, welcome to the trap life"
Hanging out at the foreign
Won't let the hater [?], six Toyotas on the wrist
[Bridge]
I be like "I sauce on niggas"
It's a warzone, nigga
That draco hit ya, then your legs gone nigga
Don't make me do it, I got shooters to do it
It's nothing to prove
[Chorus]
I got something good for you
I got something hood for you
Young trill trap nigga
Trying to come and build with you
Money over everything
Being rich is everything
Got to move the bags though
Shooting through the back door
[Verse 2]
I got your bitch under pressure
She always ignoring your message
When we fuck it makes her feel special
So she be like "fuck when he texting"
Oh I mix the codeine with sprite (Yeah)
Oh that got her feeling alright (Yeah)
Broke niggas fuck up the vibe
So don't let them fuck up your high
Oh they be like, "What you done? And who you with? And where you at?
And I be like, "To the money, to the money, to the money"
Don't give a fuck, I can't hide it
Only concern with the projects
[?] the whip is exotic
The money is dirty, take benjamin showers (And hold up)
[Bridge]
I be like "I sauce on niggas"
It's a warzone, nigga
That draco hit ya, then your legs gone nigga
Don't make me do it, I got shooters to do it
It's nothing to prove it
[Chorus]
I got something good for you
I got something hood for you
Young trill trap nigga
Trying to come build with you
Money over everything
Being rich is everything
Got to move the bags though
Shooting through the back door
( JayR City )
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