Money Long

OG Parker
Saying free the gods to my homie-home
Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hating cuz my money long
I can’t tweak over thots, I got other hoes
Brodie servin feinds on the block with a runny nose
He got wock, he got lean in his double cup
I just hit the sino' for a band, watch how I double up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up
I might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck
(Boom, boom)
Hit his legs watch him walk it out
You was playing tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out
I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House
Niggas know i’m drippin hella stupid when I’m poppin' out
Bad bi-