Lyrics BlackTopMoneyGang - REASON

Yeah... okay
Big bank take lil bank
Men do what they wanna what you broke niggas can't
Drank by the pint blowing gas by the tank
Cocaine 5.50 wit the automatic crank
Key to the streets like Lucci way up like a dually
Feeling like Future I got power I'm so groovy
Bad lil juve wit a fat lil booty had to beat
Them walls loose cus she was bad and she was boojie
If that's yo bitch you better cool it
Executive producer I'll put her in a movie
Tooley wit the cooler two for every shooter
Got some indiana niggas and they shooting like the Hoosiers
Soft for the tooters hard for the movers
I don't serve users im a brick distributor
Pull up like a uber in the streets ya gotta know how to maneuver
And I'm wit the shits like manure
Black Top Money Gang
Black Top Money Gang
Black Top Money Gang
Stick wit the drum let the whole hunnid rang
Black Top Money Gang
Black Top Money Gang
Black Top Money Gang
Summer coming so we move a whole hunnid thangs
Call up the plug say I need a dub
Gotta speak in code just in case
The phone bugged when ya talking drugs
10 a for show 55 for a verse
Riding round wit them dead people like I'm in a hurst
First and the third give ya hope when ya selling dope
I can see the hate a mile away wit no telescope
Niggas hate it when ya heavy
Got the money and the power don't respect it it get deadly
Flexing get ya robbed finessing get ya kilt
Playing pussy get ya fucked nigga that ain't how I'm built
Posted in the vip buying bottle after bottle
Top floor presidential fucking model after model
I go gnarley when I'm in yo party
When them shooters get to sparking you don't wanna be a target
Wholesale market trapping is a hobby
Pull up wit the stick let it hit call me sahhbii
Black Top Money Gang
Black Top Money Gang
Black Top Money Gang
Stick wit the drum let the whole hunnid rang
Black Top Money Gang
Black Top Money Gang
Black Top Money Gang
Summer coming so we move a whole hunnid thangs