Young Thug - Money On The Dresser (feat. Barbie)

StreetCred 2

IN TROUBLE (SCRAP)

Solo/truStory

Lyrics:

start up the car, 
its a button

i be getting 
to the muffin

i can get money 
its nuffin

all of them niggas, 
they bluffing

balling on niggas, 
we dunking

body any beat 
im touching

taking a flight 
to Miami 

it’s 11:35


i can do this shit all night
i can do this shit all night

when i hop up in the studio
im clearing that shit off my mind

Ken why you keeping yo foot on they neck?
cause these niggas been wasting time

i can not do no more new friends
i cut em, they back of the line


Ken out in Miami
& i got a baddie

i’m smoking on fattys
she calling me daddy


she call me daddy

i guess i eat it up 
just like a fatty

man we is 
living like maddie

plus she been acting 
real catty

she telling me 
“drop the addy”

I been sitting 
in miami

i been counting up 
a stacky

these niggas really 
wear panties

these niggas really 
is faggeys


start up the car, 
its a button

i be getting 
to the muffin

i can get money 
its nuffin

all of them niggas, 
they bluffing

balling on niggas, 
we dunking

body any beat 
im touching

taking a flight 
to Miami 

it’s 11:35

11:35pm (Miami)

MOTHER SH*T

JEALOUSY

No lyrics unfortunately for you, listen like you always do.

EL CHAPO

ALL MY OPPS DEAD

Lyrics:

So I took a little break,
but I’m back to me 

Came back and these 
hoes still whack to me

She tryna diss who?
Cause it ain’t to me

It sound like a whole bunch
of self whack to me

I’ma do the shoot for
 the Elle magazine 

Then I go and shoot a 
bitch with the magazine 

Bitches ain’t Pretty Gang
They ain’t bad as me

Go viral & bot it up
You ain’t passing me


I just poured some pink shit 
in my cup and it look like Pepto 

They tryna rap and they suck 
so I’m tryna understand why 
these hoes get pepped though? 

They always stealing from me 
and I keep a receipt

All these rap bitches klepto’s

Soft hoes think it’s sweet Marshmallow,
'til they ass get shot like Jello

Come out your mouth,
I’ma go in your mouth

Sleeping on you while 
I’m in the Dreamhouse

Scary ass bitches be 
copping them pleas

How are you cool with hoes
leaking your house?

You see boo? I got tea boo
While you order them wigs off temu

Come back, bow down 
Let’s redo

I know shit you don’t 
wanna tell the people

I am the epilogue 

I inspire these bitches 
whole catalogue 

All these hoes gotta die
ain’t no dialogue

Bitches making tea pages
and writing blogs (awwww)


Bars late and your flow weak
Bitches yelling loud with a low beat

I get mad bags like I don’t sleep
while they pockets little like Bo Peep

See I’m everything 
I got everything

They steal everything
How embarrassing 

I’m on everything like hot sauce
while these black bitches late
to everything 

Oh she dissing me? 
I don’t know her 

I don’t think her name 
gone ever ring

His last name probably got
a ring to it when I make him 
cop me that heavy ring


They wanna know what 
the Barbie be wearing

Tell 'em it’s straight out the archive

These bitches can’t fuck
with my archive 

So they stealing shit 
out of my archive 

I don’t think that your 
career working out 

Maybe you should 
get a part time 

Keep copying me and 
keep fucking with me 

and I’ma give your
ass a hard time

JEALOUSY

Weezy