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Moneygram

by Xept

|Intro|
Xept on the shit motherfucker

|Chorus|
Moneygram
On the grind
All these chains
Gave me a whole lotta weight
I break the scale
Cos I wear like twenty chains
Trap nigga looking good on instagram
Dirty sprite I love it easter pink
I feel no pain
I gat purple in my veins
I feel blessed
Young nigga why you hate
When it comes to the money
Am never late

|Verse|
And I roll out with my squad
And we run the block
Real trap nigga from the south
My hoes love me cos am rare
And am real nigga
Tryna fuck with me
I put a bounty on your head
Yeah my lil homie
He gon pull the trigger
All these ice on like a fucking dope dealer
Yeah I make it pay with every chance I get
All these ice on make the feds stare
Real trap nigga am so rare
The bitch fell in love with me
The first time we met
Yeah my shawdy know I'm the man
Lotta money in the bank
When I was seventeen
I move my first kilo
When I was eighteen
I'm boom in like Metro
Triple threat like am Migos
Fuck twelve
I don't talk to the Po
I move a lot of kilograms
I hid a lot of kilograms
Yeah the lean gat me faded
Bitch I hate it when you stress me
Nanny granny
I've been on my grind
Bitch don't kill my vibe

|Chorus|
Moneygram
On the grind
All these chains
Gave me a whole lotta weight
I break the scale
Cos I wear like twenty chains
Trap nigga looking good on instagram
Dirty sprite I love it easter pink
I feel no pain
I gat purple in my veins
I feel blessed
Young nigga why you hate
When it comes to the money
Am never late

|Verse| [Shadokizee]
All these eyes on me like am Makaveli
All these bottles on me am a naughty fella
Godzilla in the track ain't nobody realer
Red eye motherfucker like a dope dealer
All these boys don dey compete x2
Hard nigga talking concrete
Eat a nigga like cornflakes
No I came up from a long way x2
I'll be doing my shit
Never going on the wrong way
Still grind on a sunday
Punchlines like a gun play
Middle finger to my haters
I pray the street don't forsake them
Give me rules but I break them
Hands close like am praying
Tell the truth I ain't playing
Hands close like am praying
Put in work x2
Put in work x2
Put the niggas on alert
Kept clean from the dirt
Hundred cash for the hustle
What you get I get it double
Make it win make it bubble
Toouch energy stunting
If you hating get a life
If you dirty get a diaper
Gat to focus like a sniper
Gat to make it to the lane
Gat to stay focus you know what I mean
360 degrees up here burning up

|Chorus|
Moneygram
On the grind
All these chains
Gave me a whole lotta weight
I break the scale
Cos I wear like twenty chains
Trap nigga looking good on instagram
Dirty sprite I love it easter pink
I feel no pain
I gat purple in my veins
I feel blessed
Young nigga why you hate
When it comes to the money
Am never late