Gee Pop - Run Me My Money Lyrics

Lyrics Run Me My Money - Gee Pop



Niggas had a ball when I Lost
Like they thought pop died
But when I won
They try play me like a cheater
Ion fuck wit niggas I'm a klansman baby
But shit tho it's bool they don't fuck wit me either
Real street nigga I ain't ever sold crack
But I could show you cause my daddy was a baker like Anita
But Pop he a donkey
Wit the packs
If I send em outta state then I bet I make em shake like seizures
Only thing i fear is the lord
Nigga I done been aquatinted
P o p locked in wit reaper
Nigga i could think fa my self
I don't follow no man
Cuz my Momma always told me be leader
Only thing I'm missing right now
Is a real down bitch and when I get her on salty ima keep her
July almost here
When baby Jesus get back
You know my nigga having keys round this bitch Alicia
I see my own dogs round this bitch
Wit the undercover hate
What u thought
Cuz in I wasn't gone see it
Niggas talk that loyal shit to death
And it's cap on me stop faking
Nigga you don't really mean
Niggas got they heart broke once
He was never in the field
Why he talking like he fighting real demons
Whole house full of aunties and they all on dope
We was only like 6 when We seen it
Way Before I ever had a route
I was tryna plan it out
Me and Poopie
Made the bags dance out in phoenix
Back when My bitch lost faith
I was tryna make pros
Give a fuck bout trying making her a believer
That's the only thang I got to say about hoes
If she ain't rocking like gravel. Baby ion even need you
I could send you wit the bags
If you really wanna travel
Real niggas want you eating
Ima feed you
But you know soon as a bitch get in her feelings
She gone bite a nigga hand
I ain't got time for it ima leave you
Cause me on a mission
If you interfere wit it
You don't leave me no choice
I gotta get mine can't keep you
Boy the time changed
I got toys and change
Back in high school
We was thuggin out the regal
Niggas grew up
I had to put that shit together
Now I only fly alone
When you see me like Eagle
Lil geno Come Alive about racks
And it only make sense
Cause they say money be the route of all evil
But really tho
That's the only thing that I love
Cause a nigga like me ain't got none for the people
Always put trust in the iron
Every time I'm outside
I got drum on the cannon like it's legal
See me im finna
Bubble right now i can feel it in the air
On god like 04 beanie seagle



Writer(s): Dana Beamon


Gee Pop - Pop Shit, Vol. 1
Album Pop Shit, Vol. 1
date of release
24-11-2020




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