Money Drought lyrics

[Chorus]
Better watch that n*gga like a motherf*ckin' stakeout
Ran up pistol whipped that n*gga made him blackout
Better not test me I’ll make you tap out
You broke as f*ck boy yo pockets on a money drought
I ain't Mike Tyson but I'll hit you with the knockout
FIFA 18 b*tch I never got a walk out
Yes I’m a rich n*gga I don't give handouts
b*tch I'm finna blow up, you ain't got no clout
You is a musty n*gga go hit the shower
You's a broke n*gga you be waitin' for the happy hour
Make a n*gga sprint, run away like It's rush hour
Bought a new whip and it got hella horsepower
AP on my wrist and my diamonds going psycho
Gave a n*gga fifteen like he at Geico
These n*ggas stay goofy yeah they stay playin' Halo
f*ckin’ on his b*tch so he know I ain’t playin' hoe

[Verse 1]
Better back up n*gga this a automatic
Try me you don’t wan't no motherf*ckin' static
I will end your life and that sh*t will be tragic
You are f*cking lame you're the Orlando Magic
No I’m not an addict
I'm Mr. Fanstastic
I count all my money yeah this sh*t elastic
Not Lil Uzi Vert but I got a New Patek
I'm a tough n*gga but I am dramatic
[Verse 2]
I just copped a Patek fifty bands on my wrist
You on a money drought fifty dollars on your b*tch
Opps ran up on me thinkin' I'm a snitch
I just f*cked a b*tch then I threw her in a ditch
I just f*cked a b*tch she was gettin' hella feisty
Fifty bands on my wrist now my wrist lookin' icy
I'm only fourteen but I'll still f*ck yo wifey
Check off the check list like he wearin' Nike

[Verse 3]
I'm a lil n*gga and I got a big choppa
I'm the boss around here they call me "big papa"
Diamonds on my wrist yeah I got all the water
These n*ggas out here beggin' and they askin' for a dollar
I just f*cked that n*gga ex she was hella tasty
Throwin' all this money like my name Tom Brady
If you think you tough, you should go into the navy
Shot that n*gga in his hip now he gettin' shaky

[Verse 4]
Finna go undercover 21 Jump Street
n*ggas out here can't rap they be goin' off beat
n*ggas out here talkin' sh*t on Twitter hit the retweet
I'm finna be a daddy but I ain't deadbeat
And you know all my cash green like a grasshopper
Got my chain made of diamonds, yo sh*t is made of copper
I am a real n*gga call me the body dropper
I am a real n*gga call me the pus*y popper
[Chorus]
Better watch that n*gga like a motherf*ckin' stakeout
Ran up pistol whipped that n*gga made him blackout
Better not test me I'll make you tap out
You broke as f*ck boy yo pockets on a money drought
I ain't Mike Tyson but I'll hit you with the knockout
FIFA 18 b*tch I never got a walk out
Yes I'm a rich n*gga I don't give handouts
b*tch I'm finna blow up, you ain't got no clout
You is a musty n*gga go hit the shower
You's a broke n*gga you be waitin' for the happy hour
Make a n*gga sprint, run away like It's rush hour
Bought a new whip and it got hella horsepower
AP on my wrist and my diamonds going psycho
Gave a n*gga fifteen like he at Geico
These n*ggas stay goofy yeah they stay playin' Halo
f*ckin' on his b*tch so he know I ain't playin' hoe