Lyrics Money Afi Make - 67, LD, Dimzy

Money Afi Make

You ain’t seen bank rolls don’t talk about casheen
Pull up back out the crasheen see man dasheen
Just got a packeen back out the cling start wrappeen
On the motes with smoking dope en route to the casheen
Still tryna catch man lackeen.44 spin
Brilliant masheen see that crasheen everyone dasheen
I was in the trap cause money afi make so manaman stack that casheen
I was in the trap cause money afi make so manaman stack that casheen
Money afi make, so I take no breaks
I was in the bando bored as fuck while you was tryna find you a date
ASAP’s kway doing numbers, he switch traps if the trap gets bait
Money afi make ring trap man takes no breaks
Money afi make, ring trap ring trap manaman don’t take no breaks
Risk my freedom, hella risk that man take
Early morning shots fam I ain’t even used toothpaste
But I still break a pack with my mates
Money afi make, tell a young boy go buss it, don’t be late
I was in the bin man feds took all my mates
Six man deep but man still drill up the place, the YGs be cray
Money afi mek man mek that
Ain’t got time for the chit chat grab a next pack then flip that
Man send corn direct mans tryna make that diss track
Two bells in that dot that brackey go click clack, 25 for an opp man risk that
All that four door talk man had them skengs on peds
I ain’t done a CBT still dashed away from feds
Stood with a Q of dutch now I double up these Zs
Add a 28 to the 28 the prof on that was 'mmense
I stepped on your block and I stepped on grub
Pure coke in the pyrex wrist work when I whipped that up
Bad b in my bedroom and you know shes peng as shhh
She can get all this dick I can never look for love
Money afi make, ring trap ring trap manaman don’t take no breaks
Risk my freedom, hella risk that man take
Early morning shots fam I ain’t even used toothpaste
But I still break a pack with my mates
Money afi make, tell a young boy go buss it don’t be late
I was in the bin man feds took all my mates
Six man deep but man still drill up the place, the YGs be cray
Money afi mek man make
I should have been in with bae but I was trying to build lines kway
Smack down raw and some blades I just broke down a 28
Threw a two and a Q and the pyrex came back looking like clay
Like watch all the prof man makes
Still keep skengs in the 'states
Let me phone M screaming for the 40 he’ll come round crashing off bait
Spot that opp no talking whip that and whack man straight
Even though I talk this crud I’m trying to stay away from the cage
Cause that 23 bang up was cray, but not guilty was the verdict
But I don’t look cause I’m still lurking tryna do a man dirty red shirt him
Got the German luges in the German
Run a man down with the woosha
The ting come big so my arms all hurtin'
Any opp nigga that lacks I guarantee a mans gonna close them curtains
Money afi make, ring trap ring trap manaman don’t take no breaks
Risk my freedom, hella risk that man take
Early morning shots fam I ain’t even used toothpaste
But I still break a pack with my mates
Money afi make, tell a young boy go buss it, don’t be late
I was in the bin man feds took all my mates
Six man deep but man still drill up the place, the YGs be cray