CHAOTIC 018

[Hook]
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
You know I'll be hanging with my gang
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
I'm shooting my shit with the aim
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
You know I'll be hanging with my gang
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
I'm shooting my shit with the aim

[Verse 1]
I'm drippin' the sauce outta bottle mmm
Spittin' my shit with no problem mmm
Gettin' the fetti, I'll put it on cover
Blasting their cities and all of the towers
Imagine the garden that full of the flowers
I ain't about one, that's my girl always bothers
If you want a battle, I'll show you the monsters
You can get fame I will fight for dollars
Girls call me daddy but I'm not the father
Playin my cards I bet full of my honor
Power of horses I whip like a farmer
Loaded my Glock, I got bulletproof armor
Grinding my lyrics I'll shove it too sharper
Suck on my dick like a Dillion Harper
She's stealing my kids like she's come from the robbers
She got some problems, I must call the doctors
Scared cause I'm pro
Really?!
I'm just a starter
Think that I'm hard you saw nothing I'm harder
Used to be a fool in these streets now I'm smarter
Shoved my blade like a motherfucking Arthur

[Hook]
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
You know I'll be hanging with my gang
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
I'm shooting my shit with the aim
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
You know I'll be hanging with my gang
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
I'm shooting my shit with the aim

[Verse 2]
I'm always fire since when I did the starting
Doing my shit keep it hundred from nothing
I got your bitch from the club that I'm hustling
Money keeps flowing up
Never get busted
12 pulled up In the morning, ayy
I did not hear any warning, ayy
While I'm on woke up with yawning, ayy
This bitch's sis started moaning, ayy
I do not work for the feds
Rather be dead in my bed
Must be an owner not pet
Maybe that's little bit hard for your head, huh
Hard for your head
I'm getting the money for put in my pocket
They need to be showing to blow like a rocket
I walk like it i talk it but they are so lucky
So talent means nothing nowadays so I'm rocking out
Mood's "Fuck It Up" like Gotti, mmm
Baby get ready for the party, mmm
Yeah I'm just little bit cocky, mmm
Lean in my cup made me a zombie, mmm
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling up
Chaos and Jay said that
Ross is mindblowing
Yeah, ayy
Show 'em that my niggas ballin'

[Hook]
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
You know I'll be hanging with my gang
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
I'm shooting my shit with the aim
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
You know I'll be hanging with my gang
Money keeps flowing up
Bitch, we'll be rolling out
I'm shooting my shit with the aim