Scared Money
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作词 : Keenon Jackson/Jack Gibson/Demario DeWayne White, Jr./Jermaine Cole

作曲 : Keenon Jackson/Jack Gibson/Demario DeWayne White, Jr./Jermaine Cole

Why you bring that money to the club if you ain't throwin' it

How you make it on the 'Gram, but in person you ain't showin' shit

Why you go against the gang, you can't beat 'em, nigga join it

Ain't tap in when you got to Cali, got your ass extorted

Brand new coupe, I floor it

Brand new bitch, gotta whore it

Brand new Glock, I adore it

Have a nigga runnin' like Forrest

, I'm very important

In the hood I ain't never no tourist

Got the drop on the opp, we Dora explore it

YG's from the streets, YG real legit

YG lit, YG start up and switch your bitch

Fifty bitches flew to Capo, YG a trip

YG think he Kanye West, he got his own kicks

Woah, fresh out a pandemic, but I ain't rusty

Woah, have a baby buy me bitch, come be lucky

Woah, bitch I'ma throw it all, all the strippers love me

Woah, walkin' best dressed, but I ain't no Kid Cudi

Girl, did he just say what I think he just said?

Bitch, yes

Talkin' like you lit, your bitch better not be ugly

Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby

Half a milly on my neck, who gon' take it from me?

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' dummies

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' dummies

I'm so lit SportCenter got to post my clips

One lay-up and they treat me like I'm Luka Dončić

Two-six, nigga, and we used to conflict

Turn these brand new YG sneakers into Louboutin kicks

Red-bottoms 'cause the blood bled out 'em, oh damn

If I'm missin', 4Hunnid red dot 'em all, damn

I was thinkin' 'bout walkin' up a stack of crates (Hmm)

But I was busy stackin' cake

Cole ****in' World, say the whole name

Cole think he Drizzy Drake, he got his own plane

Flew it all around the world, and now I'm back, bitch

Three cribs in the same neighborhood, I'm that rich

These niggas pray to God to make it on the ShadeRoom

Meanwhile I made it on the "Bitch, I'm hella paid" room

Road blocks when Cole drop, they push back they rollouts

That's right pussy, make room, stay tuned, nigga

Talkin' like you lit, your bitch better not be ugly

Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby

Half a milly on my neck, who gon' take it from me?

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' dummies

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' dummies

Ball to hard on niggas like Zion when he bust out the shoe

See that lil' switch on the Glock, you can't shoot back when we start shoot

Thuggin' on the block with YG, set trippin' 'cause my pockets blue (True)

VVS cost some cheese, reach for these, I blam on you

Scared money don't make no money

I got shows comin' in, but the trap's still bonkin'

Wrapped the Lamb' truck white, but the inside's punkin'

Grip a nigga right where be hunchin', and she like when I talk country (Who you with?)

Big speaker, yeah, big shit talker, hoe

Have your cash together, cost a [Mike Vick?] for a [?] (Said)

Dollars follow us, and ratchet hoes I got a lot of those (Where you at?)

Give me some head, waitin' on my food, cook it proper though (Let's go)

Big Bagg

Talkin' like you lit, your bitch better not be ugly

Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby

Half a milly on my neck, who gon' take it from me?

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' dummies

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' du

作词 : Keenon Jackson/Jack Gibson/Demario DeWayne White, Jr./Jermaine Cole

作曲 : Keenon Jackson/Jack Gibson/Demario DeWayne White, Jr./Jermaine Cole

Why you bring that money to the club if you ain't throwin' it

How you make it on the 'Gram, but in person you ain't showin' shit

Why you go against the gang, you can't beat 'em, nigga join it

Ain't tap in when you got to Cali, got your ass extorted

Brand new coupe, I floor it

Brand new bitch, gotta whore it

Brand new Glock, I adore it

Have a nigga runnin' like Forrest

, I'm very important

In the hood I ain't never no tourist

Got the drop on the opp, we Dora explore it

YG's from the streets, YG real legit

YG lit, YG start up and switch your bitch

Fifty bitches flew to Capo, YG a trip

YG think he Kanye West, he got his own kicks

Woah, fresh out a pandemic, but I ain't rusty

Woah, have a baby buy me bitch, come be lucky

Woah, bitch I'ma throw it all, all the strippers love me

Woah, walkin' best dressed, but I ain't no Kid Cudi

Girl, did he just say what I think he just said?

Bitch, yes

Talkin' like you lit, your bitch better not be ugly

Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby

Half a milly on my neck, who gon' take it from me?

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' dummies

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' dummies

I'm so lit SportCenter got to post my clips

One lay-up and they treat me like I'm Luka Dončić

Two-six, nigga, and we used to conflict

Turn these brand new YG sneakers into Louboutin kicks

Red-bottoms 'cause the blood bled out 'em, oh damn

If I'm missin', 4Hunnid red dot 'em all, damn

I was thinkin' 'bout walkin' up a stack of crates (Hmm)

But I was busy stackin' cake

Cole ****in' World, say the whole name

Cole think he Drizzy Drake, he got his own plane

Flew it all around the world, and now I'm back, bitch

Three cribs in the same neighborhood, I'm that rich

These niggas pray to God to make it on the ShadeRoom

Meanwhile I made it on the "Bitch, I'm hella paid" room

Road blocks when Cole drop, they push back they rollouts

That's right pussy, make room, stay tuned, nigga

Talkin' like you lit, your bitch better not be ugly

Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby

Half a milly on my neck, who gon' take it from me?

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' dummies

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' dummies

Ball to hard on niggas like Zion when he bust out the shoe

See that lil' switch on the Glock, you can't shoot back when we start shoot

Thuggin' on the block with YG, set trippin' 'cause my pockets blue (True)

VVS cost some cheese, reach for these, I blam on you

Scared money don't make no money

I got shows comin' in, but the trap's still bonkin'

Wrapped the Lamb' truck white, but the inside's punkin'

Grip a nigga right where be hunchin', and she like when I talk country (Who you with?)

Big speaker, yeah, big shit talker, hoe

Have your cash together, cost a [Mike Vick?] for a [?] (Said)

Dollars follow us, and ratchet hoes I got a lot of those (Where you at?)

Give me some head, waitin' on my food, cook it proper though (Let's go)

Big Bagg

Talkin' like you lit, your bitch better not be ugly

Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby

Half a milly on my neck, who gon' take it from me?

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' dummies

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Scared money don't make no money (Woah)

Pussy, we ballin' on you ****in' du

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