Swift Lyrics – Money Man
Singer: Money Man
Title: Swift
Big Money, I’m an earner
Slap a b#tch n#gg# with a burner
All my young n#gg#s, they be purgin’
All my, b#tches rich and got Berkins
〈.?.〉 givng out turkey
All my hand straps hold thirty
Got her down with me, she thirty
Go against me, I do a n#gg# dirty
Livin’ like me, you gotta have a check
I be lowkey, I’m hidin’ my address
Going to the top, I’m walkin’ up the steps
Wake up in Japan, eating on crêpes
Yeah
Hundreds comin’ in swift, yeah
Bought a b#tch a breast lift, yeah
Customized my whip, I want 30 rounds in my clip
I told bae to come and give me lip
Sprint to the racks, 〈.?.〉
Havin’ the 〈.?.〉 for my jit
n#gg# might cross a plug like Chris
Blood money, you see red on it
Made a fortunе, I bled for it
n#gg# try me, he dеad for it
f#ck a b#tch, and break her head for it
Takin’ twelve on car chases
We ain’t tryin’ to catch fed cases
Givin’ backshots, I’m a backbreaker
I’m the alpha n#gg# not the omega
Can’t go out bad, I’m too player
On the shroom, I got a n#gg# heart racin’
Scam funds, got Zelle payments
Plug money, got big places
Fake license, fake name, fake socials, but got real chains
White rose look cocaine
Presidential in this plain jane
Look inside my eyes, and you see real pain
Run up on my car I swear to god, we gon’ bang bang
Yeah
Try to keep it too real and they gon hate you for it
Find your talent, make a name, and they gon’ pay you for it
Get disrespectful in these streets, and we gon’ slay you for it
Different climates, different regions, you know I’m steady boardin’
Ali got me with these A1 stones, these b#tches don’t need no flash
I don’t worry about a rainy day, I got 2 million in my stash
We smart inside these streets, set some goals and don’t you crash
Where I’m from the weak perish, and only the strong n#gg#s last
Big Money, I’m an earner
Slap a b#tch n#gg# with a burner
All my young n#gg#s, they be purgin’
All my, b#tches rich and got Berkins
〈.?.〉 givng out turkey
All my hand straps hold thirty
Got her down with me, she dirty
Go against me, I do a n#gg# dirty
Livin’ like me, you gotta have a check
I be lowkey, I’m hidin’ my address
Going to the top, I’m walkin’ up the steps
Wake up in Japan, eating on crêpes
Yeah
Hundreds comin’ in swift, yeah
Bought a b#tch a breast lift, yeah
Customized my whip, I want 30 rounds in my clip
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