Lyrics Message - Internet Money, TyFontaine

Message

Money comin' in, comin' in like Kurt
Money comin' in, it’s a common occurrence
I don’t care what they talking bout, that shit wrong
Doing my way to the top (?)
I smoking hater, my lungs strong
Got my guys with me, we here, we on
Talkin' that tough shit, we toughing his jaw
Bag’em, we pack’em then sell them, we gone
(?) got west, but they east in the mornin'
Yes she in my Versace sheets and she moanin'
Just a little vibe, I pay for the moment
Smelling the sex, it’s a heavy aroma
She can’t go to the sleep, the Uber at the corner
Don’t let that bitch in my (?) even ignore it
Send a, message, send a, message
This is tough talk boy, we sending a message
Taking lil' shawty shopping at (?)
Send a, message, send a, message
Baby get it straight I’m TyFontaine
I don’t got time to answer the message
I seen the kitty and drown in the ocean
Fuck with the Ty, I see it, I notice
She automatic, she sing with the chorus
(?) but come from different sources
Yeah I carry it, I cannot force it
There was a time where I could not afford this
Yeah I ride too, probably shittin like a (?)
Clip in the navy, we ran it for twenty
Made out like Menace, we came out with plenty
It’s a celebration, so where is they hanging
Stackin' the (?) but we on to the next
Bustin' his (?), bustin' his moves
When you stay winning, no I shouldn’t lose
Thotty still mad, I know she gon' choose
If she did I don’t care, fell in love with the loot
Send a, message, send a, message
This is tough talk boy, we sending a message
Taking lil' shawty shopping at (?)
Send a, message, send a, message
Baby get it straight I’m TyFontaine
I don’t got time to answer the message