Usain Bolt lyrics

[Intro]
Georgie

[Chorus: Unit]
Run to the money so fast like I play track n*gga
This beam [?] on yo ass you might get whacked
The word it jus' came in you might get taxed
Everything is 100 n*gga that ain't no cap

Everything that I say I spit straight facts
Have you ever made 10,000 dollars shootin' craps
Have you ever made 10,000 dollars sellin' brack
If that work ain't comin' in right then I sell it back

[Verse 1: Bags]
Ain't no cap on my bankroll, you better do your research
We invest in french fries, you know them RIP shirts
Got a bad lil b*tch, who sleep in my t-shirt
She said it smell like dirty money, I f*ck around and [?] her
I'm in the game like EA, I ain't slept in three days
[?] got me on replay, Tell that shorty back in
Then hit it from the back end
You mus' ain't heard that pack in
So you know them racks in
[?] with the racks
[?] my first name dollar signs
Don't give me that dope I ain't comin' back
My shooters on go, they sleep with them straps
You sleep on the floor, you eat with the rats
Run to the money so fast like I ran track n*gga
Them guns go blat n*gga
Get to pushin' [?] back n*gga
[Chorus: Unit]
Run to the money so fast like I play track n*gga
This beam [?] on yo ass you might get whacked
The word it jus' came in you might get taxed
Everything is 100 n*gga that ain't no cap

Everything that I say I spit straight facts
Have you ever made 10,000 dollars shootin' craps
Have you ever made 10,000 dollars sellin' brack
If that work ain't comin' in right then I sell it back

[Verse 2: NoCap]
I might catch a murder cause I'm always on my homie side
Wake up talking to the devil at night, I pray to God
NoCap ain't going fishing, why the hell he keep a rod
Drive all the way to Cincinnati, just to pull a fraud
Yeah I hit my knees, jus' send my dog the elbow
Yeah I f*ck with C's
Couple n*ggas round me bang elmo
Free my n*ggas in the field, them crackers turned my n*ggas to scarecrows
Selling key like selling rock is on me, he want me to call him melo
They [?] put bags on the interstate, I ain't talking lucky
We know that money bring a lot of hate, we still love it
Droppin' 23 for the bag but I don't wear Michael J's now
In the trap like Marshawn Lynch I hope the narcs don't raid us
[Chorus: Unit]
Run to the money so fast like I play track n*gga
This beam [?] on yo ass you might get whacked
The word it jus' came in you might get taxed
Everything is 100 n*gga that ain't no cap

Everything that I say I spit straight facts
Have you ever made 10,000 dollars shootin' craps
Have you ever made 10,000 dollars sellin' brack
If that work ain't comin' in right then I sell it back

[Verse 3: Rated]
Everyday I wakeup run straight to the racks
Yeah I'm running to the money so fast, I know where it's at
The plug told me when it's gon' land and I go catch
Them bands come in like the lottery, [?] taxes
Young n*gga ball hard and I ain't even go to practice
I swear a young n*gga ball so hard, these n*ggas start hackin'
When them bodies start droppin' people be asking what happened
n*ggas get sh*t poppin' then go collect the back end
Don't get caught in my hood you might get clapped
You might get robbed, you f*ck around and get kidnapped
I'm running to the money so fast that ain't no cap
Pull up and do [?] that's where we at

[Chorus: Unit]
Run to the money so fast like I play track n*gga
This beam [?] on yo ass you might get whacked
The word it jus' came in you might get taxed
Everything is 100 n*gga that ain't no cap
Everything that I say I spit straight facts
Have you ever made 10,000 dollars shootin' craps
Have you ever made 10,000 dollars sellin' brack
If that work ain't comin' in right then I sell it back