Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song ATM, artist - Money Man. Album song Paranoia, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Circle, EMPIRE
Song language: English
ATM |
If Cardi B tried to drug me in a hotel room I would’ve shot that bitch right in |
her face |
I know how to trap so I ain’t gotta take |
All these bags in the room gotta clear out some space |
All these hoes on my dick they begging to fuck |
All this clientele callin my phone for some loud |
This shit gone when you get here so buy this shit now |
Its A drought the ticket it cannot come down |
Lil bitch from Oakland in love with my sound |
After this song imma go dick her down |
I made more a juug than I made from a verse |
I made more from a play than I made from a show |
I made more from the swipes than I made from a stream |
Count a 50 for lunch everyday that’s routine |
I had swiping so much I had stop selling green |
I had woke up and walked up in Target with 2 different plastics |
I hit for a TV a MacBook and several gadgets |
Yeah I pulled to Publix and empty they ATM |
Pulled up at Kroger and empty they ATM |
Pulled up at BOA and empty they ATM |
Pulled up to SunTrust and started a new account |
Just for a business and merch imma burn it out |
You niggas probably don’t know what I’m talkin bout |
I’m finna fill up a PayPal with large amounts |
Finessin at Barneys I’m coppin designers |
My bitch she was faithful I bought her designers |
She got plugs who do hair so she flew out to China |
She make her own wigs and that shit look professional |
I rather get bags then go buy me a section |
She gone kill for my dick she got fatal obsessions |
Her plastic went bad and that shit was depressing |
These niggas hate that I’m getting them racks |
So its a no brainer I’m keeping a weapon |
I just heard that Nipsey got shot while I’m making this song |
I just pray that that nigga get better |
You gotta be smart when you servin da trap |
You gotta play chess you cannot play checkers |
Make sure you go get you a sticks cause these niggas be dirty |
You know that these niggas be jealous |
Loubatins on my feet they just dropped yeah the runners |
I’m probably gone drop my new tape in da summer |
I feel like Bin Laden I feel like Osama |
My wrist got them carrots I feel like I’m Robin |
If Cardi B tried to drug me in a hotel room I would’ve shot that bitch right in |
her face |
I know how to trap so I ain’t gotta take |
All these bags in the room gotta clear out some space |
All these hoes on my dick they begging to fuck |
All this clientele callin my phone for some loud |
This shit gone when you get here so buy this shit now |
Its A drought the ticket it cannot come down |
Lil bitch from Oakland in love with my sound |
After this song imma go dick her down |
I made more a juug than I made from a verse |
I made more from a play than I made from a show |
I made more from the swipes than I made from a stream |
Count a 50 for lunch everyday that’s routine |
I had swiping so much I had stop selling green |
I had woke up and walked up in Target with 2 different plastics |
I hit for a TV a MacBook and several gadgets |
Yeah I pulled to Publix and empty they ATM |
Pulled up at Kroger and empty they ATM |
Pulled up at BOA and empty they ATM |