Money Man – Game Lyrics

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[Hook] I’m kickin’ shit with the gang yeah
Ballin’ like we starrin’ in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten peas on the coffee table
That’s a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I’m Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I’m pickin’ buds like I’m pickin’ cotton
The bitch bad and she [?] Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold 100 peas on brown yield
Then another 50 on Thompson Heel
21 That’s a good deal
I’m like fuck how the feds feel
I’m like fuck how 12 feel

[Verse 1] Trappin’ gas like this shit legal
Burnin’ gas like this shit legal
[?] [?] If I were you then I would fuck with me
I got that shit for the dirt cheap
I gave a lil nigga a dirt nap
She ride a nigga like a dirt bike
I seen a pound for the first time
Fell In love at first sight
She let me hit her on the first night
I drove with the pack three days on the highway
Tryin’ to make it back to the destination
I’m bossin’ up ship it to a secret location
Forgot to water all the plants and fucked up 30k worth of weed man
I’m ballin’ like I’m in the league man
[?] movers on the leave man
Rock a turban like a Pakistan
Put cheese on your head like a packers fan

[Hook] I’m kickin’ shit with the gang yeah
Ballin’ like we starrin’ in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten peas on the coffee table
That’s a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I’m Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I’m pickin’ buds like I’m pickin’ cotton
The bitch bad and she [?] Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold 100 peas on brown yield
Then another 50 on Thompson Heel
21 That’s a good deal
I’m like fuck how the feds feel
I’m like fuck how 12 feel

[Verse 2] Pickin’ bud
Sippin’ bud
Hit it once and she done fell in love
Give me 20 minutes meet me at the sale
The mom wet like a wishin’ well
It’s a whole lot we don’t need to clock em’
What’s to know keep the Glocks on em’
Harvest Season I’ma keep growin’
Fuck 12 I’ma keep goin’
Back it up and she keep throwin’ it
High tech I’ma keep pullin’ it
She mad at me I ain’t hit her back
Bulletproof
[?] Drop a mixtape back to back
Got twins with me I’ma hit em’ both at the same time
Did a show and called a play at the same time

[Hook] We ballin’ like we starrin’ in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten peas on the coffee table
That’s a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I’m Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I’m pickin’ buds like I’m pickin’ cotton
The bitch bad and she [?] Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold 100 peas on brown yield
Then another 50 on Thompson Heel
21 That’s a good deal
I’m like fuck how the feds feel
I’m like fuck how 12 feel