BabyTron – Money = Power

If it’s war then I’m front line
Off the Quagen in the whip, I don’t drunk drive
Every day, it’s a grind, not sometimes
Some days rain storm, some sunshine
Fifty racks, rubber band it, I ain’t got enough, tie it
Touch down in the O like a Buckeye
If I up this roll, guarantee she’d be buck-eyed
Thirty pointer, forty pointer, watch the buff shine
Yeah, I’m on top now, but it was a rough ride
Been the one, you can ask Miss Krumrie
Up high, I just left my double-cup dry
Bitch a nickel, but she actin’ like she plus five
When bro slid through, whoever ain’t duck died
Long trip, you would think we on a truck ride
Fan hot as hell tryna get his gun signed
Life a gamble and I’m on the good luck side
Slam dunkin’ work like the gut smacker
Stay away from bro, he a buff snatcher
Ridin’ in the spaceship, it’s only right I tuck blaster
Throw the work on the floor, it get stumped after
On the wild West, gotta know I’m gun slingin’
Sun beamin’, fuck around, I might come demon
Sick, you put your lips on her, she just drunk semen
Dude actin’ like a cop, it ain’t cuff season
Once you post some weird shit, get that one treatment
Fat ass pocket watchin’, better watch your calories
Fat ass pocket watchin’, better watch your salary
Jeans Chrome Heart, shirt from the galary
Thinkin’ that he charged up, knock out his batteries
Why they mad at me? I put the work in
Once they spot a wave, they gon’ try to surf in
Once they spot a wave, they gon’ try to- Alright, look
I left they face sour from defeat, huh
If money equals power, then you weak
You do not got cheese, been around a couple Gs
You a motherfuckin’ lame, ham, clown, and a dweeb
If it ain’t got no age, that account bound to freeze
Tried to lock us out the game ’til the gang found the keys
Get you knocked off silent, I ain’t got to shout and scream

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