Songtext Drums Money Man

Drums

We got a drum if you wanna come start shit
Leave a bitch nigga family in torment
Yeah we trappin' out houses and apartments
I can't save no hoe, no I'm not Clark Kent
Got a lot of of this green like I'm Arden
Servin' nigga while clutchin' the car beam
I remember them days I was starving
I'm a wolf, I be biting not barking
Let's go

Heard you telling, that shit is disheartening
I'm at home counting money not partying
In my free time, I'm filling up magazines
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Got a switch on this glizzy, it's real dirty
Shawty looking so motherfuckin' breathtaking
In the SB on me a breathtaker
Playing chess in these streets, I be checkmatin'
Had to get from the lobby, escaping
Hoppin' out with that Ar, I'm demonstrating
Man these rappers burnt out, where they resignation
[?] I be having that [?]
I'm not asian but I get to chop sticks
My firearm having no optics
Selling to niggas inside Crown vic
I pack my own shit, I be chiefin'
Got a blackout, ain't talking bout Eclipse
Ain't crossin' my dog for no bitch
Niggas ain't got no morals It don't make sense
Gotta get you some money and confidence
Better get you some motherfuckin' common sense
Shawty bad as hell, I gave her compliments
Only fuck with the strong, it's the Lions Den
If you fuck with the circle, you tied in
You come to my trap, you gotta sign in
Nigga come try to rob, we gon' off him
[?] droppin' gems
Got a fetish for ice, so I rock gems
Fuck that lyrical shit, I'm not Rakim
Everyday we go shootin' we dangerous men
All these Glocks, they should give me a sponsorship
If I see it and like it, I'm coppin' it
Girl I Iove the way that she be droppin' it
Girl I love the way that little pussy feel
I'ma put her to sleep like some Benadryl
Got a registered Glock, that's a legal kill
Plus I'm havin' them buttons for dirty kills
Had to [?] on that vaccum seal
Feelin' like steph I'm havin' bills

We got a drum if you wanna come start shit
Leave a bitch nigga family in torment
Yeah we trappin' out houses and apartments
I can't save no hoe, no I'm not Clark Kent
Got a lot of of this green like I'm Arden
Servin' nigga while clutchin' the car beam
I remember them days I was starving

All this Rolex they should give me sponsorship
Put the team on my back like Giannis did
I be mixin' that lean with all kind of shit
I was high after work at my mama crib
Lil mama gon' tell me she proud of me
Now we gon' fuck in some Prada kicks
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Fuck it just give me your honesty
Girl, don't pull out your wallet you sliding to college you flew on rodeo
I'm fuckin' 1000 investing in housing and bought me some watches
My chain was a dollar it rest on my collar
I told my lean man don't you ever try to call my phone and mention Trisha again
Told my bitch that I'll never sip again
Fell off, now a nigga rich again
I done found myself with the top missing
Bro pushin' food but I ain't got a kitchen
I done fucked all the baddest hoes in my mansion
I might [?] to Malibu and cop the sixes
I pull up to parties and valet the parking
Ridin' with killers, they think I'm retarded
Bad back for they paint you like an artist
Top dog, hit it to the top charts
Yeah

We got a drum if you wanna come start shit
Leave a bitch nigga family in torment
Yeah we trappin' out houses and apartments
I can't save no hoe, no I'm not Clark Kent
Got a lot of of this green like I'm Arden
Servin' nigga while clutchin' the car beam
I remember them days I was starving
I'm a wolf, I be biting not barking