Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dark Web, artist - Money Man. Album song No Promo, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Circle, EMPIRE
Song language: English
Dark Web |
Im learning im focused |
These niggas so garbage exotic its potent |
That lambo i drove it |
My Cutlass a hotbox |
My lil nigga stole |
My geek up at Starbucks he hacking some info |
She wanna fuck all the time she a nympho |
Got me a laptop and hop on a Tor |
I was swiping in cities that really ain’t hip to it |
I see them rack and im running real quick to em |
I treat her right even thought im just fucking her |
Ain’t got no time cause i gotta go run it up |
Ain’t have a damn as a jit i was coming up |
Walk into Gucci and proceed to fuck it up |
Thats just the proceeds from raping the Internet |
I want your soul |
I want your intellect |
I want your body |
My plug say he got me but i do not need em cause |
Cause im on the Dark Web |
And faithfully eating |
My friend he Korean he gave me some secrets |
He borderline Genius |
We moving in secrecy |
Watch how u speak to me |
I hit the west and they give em so cheap to me |
Just went to best buy and bought me a hotspot |
When im in the trap house, sold all these P’s to feed my lil daughter |
Yeah |
I blow tho Cookie and this shit extravagant |
Grow God done started some stuff with this hacking shit |
This shit got me feeling like man fuck all this trappin shit |
Been bout 4 weeks since i got me a package in |
Plug keep on calling me i know that he mad at me |
This computer shit this shit is high gravity |
I made a couple mill so you can’t be mad at me |
bread and i took care of my family |
Bought me some choppas for robbers who after me |
This shit right here that im |
I done stayed down and i got me a lot of racks |
Through these Balenciaga’s seen alot of shit |
BC the army and we really popping shit |
Put this in the water and come place your order |
We really get money while they do the opposite |
Burning this shit like i just hit the lottery |
Copycat niggas they gone try to copy me |
Tapping yo wifi |
My diamonds they hifi |
Them dead hundreds scifi |
Im smoke strong like Popeye |
Swiping for furniture |
Porsche’s be burgundy |
Robbers wanna lurk on me |
Haters wanna murder |
Tell that lil bitch i bought her a surgery |
She on her knees giving thanks and she serving me |
Just went to Icebox im swiping for jewlery |
Pull out that FN cause niggas ain’t cool with me |
Yo boyfriend a bitch and he broke and he lazy |
Im selling exotic to take care of my baby |
BC the Navy we sit at the table we run our own label |
Financially stable |
I shoot at these niggas cause they so ungrateful |
My bitch took a sack |
She got so many bags she got so many shoes |
She got so many clothes |
She stay to herself she dont fuck with these hoes |
I stay to myself i dont fuck with these niggas |
Niggas just jealous im one of the realist |
I go inside her she really gone feel it |
Im stacking these blue hundreds up to the ceiling |
Im parking this Bentley truck right front of the building |
My shirt made in Italy |
Shoes is Sicilian |
Im making millions so fuck how they feeling |
Quit all that cappin |
You never will kill it |