About The Money (feat. Young Thug)

T.I.

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    Yea nigga TIP in this motherfucking with me nigga
    To the max with it (racks)
    I count six shots

    Young Thug:
    Bustin' out the bando
    A nigga jewelry real metal like a can opener
    I went from rags to riches to a feature with Tip
    I went from Smart Car to a bitch with some smart lips
    And the F&N make my hip limp
    I'm goin' fishin' with these little bitty shrimp dips
    And my bank roll got a big dip
    She gon' bring it on a big ship
    Quite trill, no Quik Trip
    I got drugs in the alley, no tip there
    She just wanna have a good day
    Smoke way more weed than a guy in L.A
    I want them birds 'til next May
    Never let em fly away
    What!? I heard, aye
    Listen what my nigga Tip say

    T.I.:
    If it ain't about the money
    Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
    If it ain't about the money
    Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time
    If it ain't about the money
    Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit
    If it ain't about the money
    Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it

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    Young Thug:
    I pack an 11, I pack an 11
    I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
    I'm S.L.I.M.E. like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
    Pants out the Gucci store, they stuffed with lettuce
    She try make the extras, I told on these bitches
    When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

    T.I.:
    Ay what you think we in the neighborhood for?
    Standin' at the corner store with a pocket full of dough
    I’ll be damned if a nigga wife a hood ho
    Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones"
    Put your money down, I could buck a hard 4
    You playin' with it, I'ma send 'em through your car door
    My watch flooded, shit sick, got Parvo
    I'm doin' it for black and yellow, free Hardo
    The head honcho, nigga no Tonto, nigga
    I'm quick to put some bricks in a Bronco, nigga
    Niggas talk shit, well I don't respond to no nigga
    No murder, no dough, no convo

    T.I.:
    Ay what you think we in the neighborhood for?
    Standin in the trap, slangin good blow
    Maybach used to slang that crack
    Buy a stolen car while he bang that AK
    If you ever took a loss better bring that back
    Catcha' witcha' betcha' heat will blow your brains bout that
    Know you better be, on your best behavior when addressing me
    Byegones, we don't let em be
    Niggas disrespect me, I'm a catch a felony
    If you listen I can get you paid
    But not interested in shit you say

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    Composición: Ti, Young Thug y London Tyler Holmes

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