Tha Life

[Hook: Def]

Money and bitches

Bitches and money

I'm addicted to money

My only interest is money

You ain't gettin this sonny

That's why yo bitches will fuck me

You want me

Come find me

I'm right at the end of the money Stack

Money and bitches

Bitches and money

I'm addicted to money

My only interest is money

You ain't gettin this sonny

That's why yo bitches will fuck me

You want me

Come find me

I'm right at the end of the money, Whoo

[Verse 1: Merk]

Money and bitches I got it made

And I keepem clean like I got a maid

And I'm stuntin with this bread

Fuck that minors face

They tell me this money uh kill you

I tell em I'm not afraid

See I grind for this shit, grind for this shit

So much I ain't got time for this shit

Money everywhere swear I ain't lieing this shit

Me too hell no you lieing this shit

I keepin a stack

This is what I do

I'm livin it right but I'm dying this swit

I'm too high in this shit

Make safe on deck

I'm supplying this shit

Cause I am the shit bitch

Yes I am the smarrow

My pocket to fat

Inwhiteney smell

I'm trying to talk

You have buttoned me

Sense I'm dying in hell

Fuck it cause I refuse to be one of these niggas

Eating but barley they skin and bones

Make it to the top guess they so high and they fell

Splat fall face plant

See me I ball space hand

And you just mad

Cause we taking ya'll place then, (Sorry)

Sore loser

Now that ain't nice at all

Shake hands

We taking over

This is just a small (shakes bank)

[Hook: Def]

[Verse 2: Los]

I gotta choppa named Charlie

A bitch named Charlie

With a choppa on a Harley

That a chop a hole for me

Lord proper slow bunny

That a chop a whole onion

When it's goin down

She got that geranamo for me

Got a bitch named Chris

That only drink Moe

I got a bitch named Moe

That only drink Chris

I bring chrisy moe moe

I bring moe moe chris

Meetem at the moe moe

And then I fuck both chicks

Cause bitch I balldrum walk chris paul paul piss

Bitch eyes balls fall out her head

I over ball just like I lis

I'm over ya'll just like paul is

Stop eyeballin this life I live

You ain't do shit once then twice I did

So stop talkin bout whatcha finna do

Whatcha bedda do

Whatcha medda do

You pretendid to

Such a general

But in general

Tentin you couldn't equal one me nigga

Better act right you could stand on the moon

With a flashlight still couldn't sun me nigga

I'm comfy nigga

And you mufuckas be bums

And more like a bumbee nigga

Underground king

Come and see

With a pepsi

And do you

I wouldve done me

I'm out this bitch

[Hook: Def]

[Verse 3:]

Bitches and money

Always after the money

I crack a bottle

Smash a model

Get back to the money

See that's the modo that we follow

You lackin it dummy

That's why they get by the tummy

Guess why you bastards ain't funny

No work no fame

That's famers go beserk on lanes

And squirt those flames are the worse propane

No pain no game and my verse cocaine

Cause it's me E F hifa M hifa M

E R K flow fuck yo men I admit

If you ever thought you was playin them trig again

Your a bitch trapped in a dead raw

Man I stroggle hard, bow guard

And go off Oh-Lah

Well the lights go low

And if it all gets skried

In the beginning it starts gets squad or draw

With a bitch type bad

With a ass quite fat

I'm a pipe that back

See ello white jack

It ain't a can have last week

Over my pad

Made a bite that scratch me

Sorry my bad

Is that to wrong

Or to explicit

If you can't take it

Why is you listenin

And before I wanted this shit

My mind was only on money and bitches

[Hook: Def]