Money, Power, Respect lyrics

by

Lil Wop


[Chorus]
Money, power, respect
Leave a n*gga wet if he f*ckin' with that check
The shells I spit be ill, like it's venom in my flesh
Like solid, play a game who can count that sh*t the best
AK-47 snatch the soul out his chest
We aim up for the neck, give a f*ck about a vest
These shells like parasite, b*tch, they eat through your flesh
Try the grim reaper, do you wanna chill with death? (Ayy)

[Verse]
(Ayy) Wanna chill with death, just hop in and take a ride
Do sh*t broad day and every hour we gon' slide
Ain't nobody safe, better hope that you survive
Ridin' with my b*tch, yeah, she Bonnie and I'm Clyde
Let a n*gga try me, do him dirty, he need Tide
That boy he wasn't thinkin' with his brain and now he fried
Let the choppa click, b*tch, I turn the dogs behind
b*tch, you know I'm Chucky, gave the chopper to my bride
I'm not from this planet, [?] where worlds collide
b*tch, I got a radar and swords goin' through my eyes
Jump up in the spaceship, the doors they suicide
We don't do not talkin', the world was raised by mines (Ayy)
Loadin' up that choppa 'cause we said it's time to eat
And they got a special power and it's called eternal sleep
b*tch, I'm countin' dirty money like it came up out a creek
Every time this choppa shoot, that b*tch sound just like the beep
[Chorus]
Money, power, respect
Leave a n*gga wet if he f*ckin' with that check
The shells I spit be ill, like it's venom in my flesh
Like solid, play a game who can count that sh*t the best
AK-47 snatch the soul out his chest
We aim up for the neck, give a f*ck about a vest
These shells like parasite, b*tch, they eat through your flesh
Try the grim reaper, do you wanna chill with death? (Ayy)
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