Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money Ties , by - ChingRelease date: 25.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Money Ties |
| Going for the chase |
| Keep that .40 on his waist |
| Got him screaming for his life |
| Run 'em down just like the race |
| These bitches going retarded |
| More money come in the safe |
| He talk but we shoot regardless |
| We’ll point him out to his grave |
| Closin' all the gates |
| Hide his body, not a trace |
| Making flips, this ain’t a game |
| Posted up at park place |
| They ain’t shooting up to hurt |
| Got 'em shooting for the kill |
| Cut him off, he moving fake |
| Even though I kept it real |
| I ain’t fuck with a thot bitch |
| Messing with them guys |
| I ain’t fuck with a dumb bitch |
| This Henny got me thumping |
| Money got me jumping |
| These haters keep on hating but my tracks is what they bumping |
| I’m always down to ride |
| Trouble in this game, fuck around you might just die |
| Just wanna live my life, don’t wanna see my momma cry |
| Gotta struggle for we eat, gonna make it out alive |
| These people wanna fight me |
| Blood all on my white tee |
| They try to do a check |
| Said just do it like you Nike |
| They acting like they like me |
| Pay up this is not free |
| Shining like a star |
| Gold teeth got me feeling icy |
| Dunking like it’s Space Jam |
| 2k on the face scan |
| First she eat the balls |
| I’m a ghost, she like Pacman |
| The money that I’m counting |
| I’m working so I can spend it |
| When it’s coming, yeah, I stretch it |
| Get the money, yeah, I’m flexing |
| Going for the chase |
| Keep that .40 on his waist |
| Got him screaming for his life |
| Run 'em down just like the race |
| These bitches going retarded |
| More money come in the safe |
| He talk but we shoot regardless |
| We’ll point him out to his grave |
| I swear, yeah, I promise |
| I' going in, I can’t stop it |
| Gonna cash out when I’m shopping |
| Rock designer, now I’m popping |
| I’ma get this money man |
| I’m living kind of lovely |
| Remember days when I was broke |
| But now these girls just wanna fuck me |
| When I was a youngin, I believe I lived my dreams |
| Just stacking up them dollars |
| Got your wifey screaming «Ching» |
| Put the money over bitches |
| Now my style super clean |
| Swear, I’ll never wife a hoe cause she ran top for the team |
| I just wanna make a milli |
| Blinco got them going crazy |
| Yeah I know her boyfriend hate me |
| I won’t let a bitch come play me |
| 5k for a hitter |
| I see some mans turn bitter |
| Loading up the choppa, Mr. Blinco gonna hit 'em |
| Bringing it back, flipping them packs |
| Bet all my money, I’m gonna hold racks |
| Watching my back, snakes in the grass |
| They switch for a hundred, we could have made stacks |
| This is how I get it |
| I’m showing you how I’m living |
| Won’t worry bout my spendings |
| I’m tryna go make a killing |
| Get the money that’s a win |
| Cash out at the mall, then we go do it again |
| Bringing all my dawgs, free my bros locked in the bin |
| Gotta make it my own way |
| Fuck a case my life’s a sin |
| Fuck a case my life’s a sin |
| Fuck a case my life’s a sin |
| Going for the chase |
| Keep that .40 on his waist |
| Got him screaming for his life |
| Run 'em down just like the race |
| These bitches going retarded |
| More money come in the safe |
| He talk but we shoot regardless |
| We’ll point him out to his grave |