Текст Money Man – 9/11 Freestyle

Had beef with a family so I shot three brothers
I was serving my family I was serving three cousins
The boys hit the plug so I found two more ?
The plug hydroponically numbers real low
Better come and get em now cause they flying out the door
Can’t waste my time I can’t argue with a hoe
She gone feel on my dick through D&G joggers
Got blood underneath my shoes ?
Japan on my face got Cartier goggles
Last night I had dinner with a IG model
Keep a plastic FN in case a nigga wanna squabble
The plug hit my line and said if you can’t get this shit off Imma come kill yo family
Bitch I got bags of the motherfucking exotic going for the Peyton Manning
When I fuck a bitch boy you know I gotta slip the glove on boy hell naw I ain’t Danny
I ain’t in the circus but im burning on sweets and I think this flavor right here cotton candy
Feeling like Waka Imma need me a Tammy
Spitting these bars Imma need me a Grammy
Weighing bags in a ten thousand square feet mansion
Every tape go hard in the streets Imma champion
Slept in a grow field like I went camping
My plug from the island favor ?
Y’all niggas ain’t eating y’all niggas look ?
Had 300 bags but they all done vanished
I just put a studio in my kitchen
Imma fuck a bad bitch in my kitchen
Hoes see my car and turn they head and break they necks like a exorcism

I was on the plane with the pack feeling weary
The feds on the iPhone I turned off the Siri
My momma told me never let them take your jewelry
If you ain’t a boss then you can’t stand near me
If she ain’t a bad bitch she can’t get near me
RIP to Lil Man I miss him dearly
BC eating you can see that clearly
Ball so hard NBA might recruit me
Spent so much ?
might recruit me
Like a motion picture I can shoot three movies
Learn how to mix I can only get better
I just spilled drank on a Paranoia sweater