Money Sprung (feat. Don Q)

Money sprung, money sprung

Fuck it, I'm back with another one

Fuck it up and do another one

My **** do not shoot dirty guns

Shoot it up and get another one

I keep on counting them hundreds up

I think I'm falling in love with 'em

I keep on counting them hundreds, my ****

I think that I'm money sprung

Money sprung, money sprung

My ****, I think I'm money sprung

Money sprung, money sprung

My ****, I think I'm money sprung

I keep on counting them hundreds

I think that I'm falling in love with 'em

I keep on counting them hundreds

My ****, I think that I'm money sprung

Track after track and another one

Oh, that's a hit, they can't fuck with 'em

****, you don't gotta like me

To understand where I'm coming from

I know you would eat it, what's up?

Come chew on a dick like a bubblegum

Told herself to be the plug

Now e'rybody wanna fuck with her

E'rybody need love, e'rybody need drugs

Nobody wanna be a dub, every fit I put on

Prolly cost me like a dub, I'm way too up

They can't keep up (Yeah, yeah)

I'm way too stuck

I face two cups (Yeah, yeah)

My new chain it look like a puck

My ****, I'm icy as fuck (Yeah, yeah)

I feel like the king of New York

My jeweler is better than yours (Yeah, yeah)

A hundred sitting on my neck

Another hundred on the arm (Yeah, yeah)

I put the city on my back

How can I ever go wrong? (Yeah, yeah)

I don't need no groupie love, go holler at my **** Don

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I put my number in your phone, just DM me if it was wrong

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I told her that my name was Artist, now she wanna call me Arty

Tellin' me about a party, told her I'm the one performing

Fuck it up before the party started

Fuck it, I'm back with another one

Fuck it up and do another one

My **** do not shoot dirty guns

Shoot it up and get another one

I keep on counting them hundreds up

I think I'm falling in love with 'em

I keep on counting them hundreds

My ****, I think that I'm money sprung

Money sprung, money sprung

My ****, I think I'm money sprung

Money sprung, money sprung

My ****, I think I'm money sprung

I keep on counting them hundreds

I think that I'm falling in love with 'em

I keep on counting them hundreds

My ****, I think that I'm money sprung

I'm ahead of the race, flooring the gas

I'm passing the cops that I lead on a chase

If they come find out this weapon I placed

They might just give me a federal case

All of my folks have a residue taste

Rollie' presidential in a presidential

Counting blue strips wit the president face

I got the votes, don't you ever debate

Yeah, yeah, I got a chef at the crib

Lil' ho, I don't ever do dates

Yeah, yeah, we are not looking for friends

So ain't no competitor safe

Yeah, yeah, five in the morning

I'm drinking on dirty, it's never too late

Yeah, yeah, leaving the spot, had to switch up the whip

They was checking the plates

I'm still a menace, I do and I say what I want

Give a fuck if you feel offended

You selling your soul just to get attention

I crept with a pole 'cause I feel the tension

Trappers they love me, they throwing that Don

They get on the road with a pigeon in it

Lil' bitch you know me, I'm really the Don

I don't gotta try hard to fit the image

Look in my cup, yeah it's Dirty Diana

I dropped two bananas, then shook up the Fanta

Booked in Atlanta, I go to the club with the paper

And I throw a book on the dancer

I am the one they was counting on

Now I get hundreds and count it out

Designer shit, they can't pronounce

And I'm styling out

They try to spell it and sound it out

Yeah, yeah