paroles de chanson Funny Money - Mavo

Twin Glocks look like Tia and Tamara
Yeah, with my doggy dog, we gone bring real terror
What you think this funny money, I ain't Will Ferrell
What you think this funny money, bitch nigga

Damn gang perked out, he popping perks and clutching glocks
Feel like Young Dolph nigga, how you miss a hundred shots?
How you did that
How you miss that
Ball head, Chauncey Billips, take a shot
I'm the spin a bin weather man
I can clear the block
Okay, hit the club and make it rain
This a weather watch
This a plain Jane frame, baby, this not a regular watch
Need that hit my jack, nigga, Jack in the box
Niggas ain't give me shit, but now I'm up, they acting like it's us
How you did that? where you did that?
Moving forward, Ima push a nigga shit back
Ice cream man, bro say he need his lick back
Molly santan, make a nigga do a back flip
Been knew I was the one way before this fucking rap shit
Got hoes like Johnny Bravo, I can fuck a bad bitch
Mama should've changed my last name to Bravo
All I know is clap shit
Fuck niggas broke as fuck, posting shit from last year

Twin Glocks look like Tia and Tamara
Yeah, with my doggy dog, we gone bring real terror
What you think this funny money, I ain't Will Ferrell
What you think this funny money, bitch nigga

Young nigga, heart cold, but I keep a toaster
I don't be fucking with you niggas, y'all ain't got no motion
Take your bitch and go deep, swimming in her ocean
Tell my niggas we going up, it's time for a promotion
Slicing shit like Wolverine, bitch, I feel like Logan
Niggas talking about its smoke, we will out smoke him
And yeah, I joke a lot, but quick to let a nigga know
I can't let a nigga play me, mama ain't raise no hoe
And I'm sticking to the script like I got a code
You either rolling with this shit or you get rolled
You wanna see a dead body? I heard they left him cold

Turn into doughboy bout that get back do a nigga bold
Walk down face shot, get a nigga gone
Walk down face shot, get a nigga gone