Lyrics Pristine - Money Man

Pristine - Money Man
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pristine , by -Money Man
Song from the album: Don't Try This At Home
In the genre:Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:29.07.2026
Record label:Black Circle, EMPIRE
Age restrictions: 18+

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Pristine
NBA paper like I'm in the league
Ocean view condo, I'm feeling serene
Margiela shoes, the jeans Celine
Scam everyday cause I know what it bring
Cyrus and David, they know I'm a king
I put it on my drip pristine
Yeah that bitch bad, but she nothin' to me
I took her out for a ten piece wings
Spread half a million, I'm purchasin' rings
Chanel, Hermes, my fine lil' thing
I done got rich, I don't know who to trust
Roll up the terps and I take me a puff
Somebody stealing, I don't know who to bust
These niggas cappin', just talking that fluff
3 Million cash, to buy an estate
in front of the gate
She out of line, she gettin replaced
Yeah I be but still gotta wait
If I carry It's hard to hear
The terps got me out of this atmosphere
Ain't pick up the phone, she callin' me weird
Copped the Hermes, I'm up in a tier
2 million loan, they like "what he doin'?"
All the bags, don't even know that I screwed 'em
5 credit cards and they equal a quarter
Handle my business, I got it in order
I'ma go cop me a crib by the water
Just bought a Benz for my little daughter
Conjuring I feel like a Sorcerer
Sticks all around us
Lappys on Lappys and phones on phones
Black out the AMG, delete the chrome
, my body was froze
I made a smart bitch fuck like a ho
Shoutout my niggas who down the road
You know what I'm doin', I'm smackin' the globe
Put that shit up, boy that method is old
Strike with no mask, you niggas is bold
This is the realest shit I ever told
Lambo' Ferrari when I'm on the road
Can't sign them deals, I can't be controlled
Shottas, they with me, they all on patrol
Told my little bitch, just play your role
Cartier Cartier, I buy the gold
Servin' the good shit it took out his nose
Real street nigga, you know I can't fold
NBA paper like I'm in the league
Ocean view condo, I'm feeling serene
Margiela shoes, the jeans Celine
Scam everyday cause I know what it bring
Cyrus and David, they know I'm a king
I put it on my drip pristine
Yeah that bitch bad, but she nothin' to me
I took her out for a ten piece wings
Spread half a million, I'm purchasin' rings
Chanel, Hermes, my fine lil' thing
I done got rich, I don't know who to trust
Roll up the terps and I take me a puff
Somebody stealing, I don't know who to bust
These niggas cappin', just talking that fluff

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