Lyrics Lil Feature - Money Man

Lil Feature

Big-ass baguettes on my neck
Run up that sack, then go purchase a jet
When I hit from the back, got my hand on her neck
I’ma crack for the gang, I put that on the set, yeah
Shout out to MGM, no, I won’t let you
Take shit from me, so I’m keepin' that metal
She down for me, so I’m treatin' her special
I bossed her up, now she livin' way better
Burnin' on vegan weed, sippin' on juice with agave and nectar
Havin' these whips, I’m a foreign collector
She say she diggin' my beard and my freckles
I gotta get me some M’s, I can’t settle
I get right up, go to work, ain’t no breakfast
I shoot him right in the chest, now he breathless
I want that motherfuckin' cake in excess, yeah
She my lil' queenie, she stiff, she a meanie
But she really freaky, I lowered my beanie
I’m learnin', I’m readin', got soldiers, I feed 'em
We don’t get defeated, we swipin' some pieces
We purchasin' pieces
My team ain’t for casuals, I put on my P’s
And my plastic was Mastercard, now it’s a Visa
I told her go walk on a plane with the reefer
My love for lil' shawty get deeper and deeper
He pay me crypto to do a lil' feature
Took so much game, niggas think I’m a teacher
When I’m on shrooms, I might walk on the water like Jesus, yeah
She wanna be in my presence, she wanna come soak up the game I’m exudin'
We warriors, hang out the window with sticks and we shootin'
My car is a foreign, the inside polluted with smoke from the 'za I’m inducin'
The hybrid is quality, I get the best of the best to produce it
The head game is quality, she give me face while I’m cruisin' and movin'
I’m tryna get better and better, so every day I am improvin'
Too much stress on my mind, I’ma fire up this paper and reduce it (Yeah)
I love the way that you killin' these hoes with your walk and your talk
Bitch, I’m a whale, I’m too big for a shark
My jewelry hittin', it shine in the dark
I got too many strains just to choose one
You can’t get in the gang, you won’t shoot nothin'
I done fucked her all night, she was too fun
I got stamina, I do ten-mile runs
I might fuck around and cop a duplex
I paid 2K to get in this Dior vest
If my chick got a zoner, we bustin' checks
She got profiles and I swear her shit the best
Made it rain in VLIVE and we left a mess
Talkin' to the plug, tryna see how low he get
I’m a motherfuckin' boss, you don’t know that yet
I’ma walk in the mall, I’ma blow a check
I’ma pull out the fire, I’ma blow the TEC
He pay me crypto to do a lil' feature
Took so much game, niggas think I’m a teacher
When I’m on shrooms, I might walk on the water like Jesus, yeah
She wanna be in my presence, she wanna come soak up the game I’m exudin'
We warriors, hang out the window with sticks and we shootin'
My car is a foreign, the inside polluted with smoke from the 'za I’m inducin'
The hybrid is quality, I get the best of the best to produce it
The head game is quality, she give me face while I’m cruisin' and movin'
I’m tryna get better and better, so every day I am improvin'
Too much stress on my mind, I’ma fire up this paper and reduce it (Yeah)