YG - Scared Money (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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YG - Scared Money (en) şarkı sözleri
Why you bring that money
To the club if you
ain't throwing it
How you necked on the gram but in
person you ain't showing shit
Why go against the gang you can't
beat em nigga join it
Ain't tap in when you got to
cali, got yo 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 forest
Vip I'm very important, in the hood
I ain't never know tourist
Got the drop on a opp
we dora explore it
Yg from the streets, yg
went legit, yg lit
Yg start a business
wit yo bitch
50 Bitches flew to cabo
yg a trip
Yg think he kanye west
he got his own kicks
Fresh out of pandemic but
I ain't rusty whoa
Have a baby by me bitch
come be lucky whoa
Bitch imma throw it all, all the
strippers love me (pole)
Walk in 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, yo
bitch bet not be ugly
Pull up wit a 10, her waist
slim, ass chubby
Half a milli on my neck who
got take it from me
Pussy we ballin' on you
fuckin' dummies
Scared money don't make
money (whoa!)
I'm so lit sports center
gotta post my clips
One lay-up and the treat me
like I'm luka doncic
2- 6 Nigga and we use
to conflict
Turn these brand new yg sneakers
into louboutin kicks
Red bottoms cuz the blood
bled out him (aw damn)
If I miss him 400 red
dot him (aw damn)
I was thinking bout walkin
up a stack of crates
(Hmmm) but I was busy
stakin' cake
Cole fuckin' 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
3 Cribs in the same neighborhood
I'm that rich
These niggas pray to god to
make it on the shade room
Mean while I made it on the “bitch
I'm hella paid room”
Road blocks when cole drops, they
push back they rollouts
That's right pussy
make room,
Stay tuned nigga!
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 to shoot'n
Thuggin on the block wit yg set
trippin my pockets blue
Vvv's cost some cheese, reach
for these I'll blam on you
Scared money don't
make no money
I got shows coming in but
the trap still bunkin'
Wrap the lamb truck white
but the inside pumpkin
Grip her neck while we be hunchin' and
she like when I talk country
Big speaker yea,
big shit talker hoe
Have yo cash together, cost a mike
vick for a truffle boat
Dollas, followers and ratchet
hoes I got a lot of those
Gettin' me some head waiting
on my food to cook at
pappadeaux ‘s big bag!
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