Lyrics Saints & Sinners - Ebenezer

Saints & Sinners

One for the money, two for the niggas that pop off if you want it
Three bad bitches in a four door
They ain’t tryna play no games
Pour more, 'cause they only drink champagne
One for the money, two for the bitches that pop off if you want it
Three bad bitches in a four door
They ain’t tryna play no games
Pour more, 'cause they only drink champagne
If I get lipstick on my shirt
Don’t tell no one where we were
Don’t tell my girl where we met
Don’t tell my ma where you work
They still think I’m in the suit
Mix the sinners with the, saints
Rich niggas always look broken
Broke niggas trying to look rich
Northside niggas wheel it
Like I’m Geovarn
Northside niggas wheel it
Weight is on, the pressure, so we get high like the ceiling
Mixing drugs with emotions, allergic to penicillin
Men are trash, well shit so are women
We just came for a good time, for a good time so
One for the money, two for the niggas that pop off if you want it
Three bad bitches in a four door
They ain’t tryna play no games
Pour more, 'cause they only drink champagne
One for the money, two for the bitches that pop off if you want it
Three bad bitches in a four door
They ain’t tryna play no games
Pour more, 'cause they only drink champagne
If I get lipstick on my shirt
Don’t tell no one where we were
Don’t tell my girl where we met
Don’t tell my ma where you work
They still think I’m in the suit
Mix the sinners with the, saints
Draw my songs in the bottom of a glass
I’m just tryna have a blast, yeah
Had to leave a couple niggas in the past
Ain’t doin' none same things as last year
Fuck your two cents I don’t need your change
Don’t need handouts, don’t need pain
Me no man no catch no
No catch, no pain, no latch, no chain, no pain, no gain
I just do it for the niggas that still be on this stage so
One for the money, two for the niggas that pop off if you want it
Three bad bitches in a four door
They ain’t tryna play no games
Pour more, 'cause they only drink champagne
One for the money, two for the bitches that pop off if you want it
Three bad bitches in a four door
They ain’t tryna play no games
Pour more, 'cause they only drink champagne
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