Save By the Bell lyrics

by

Baby Money


[Intro]
Lost so many, n*gga, I ain't got no tears
In this sh*t forever, I ain't got no fears
All gas, b*tch, I ain't got no gears (Thank you, Fable, I appreciate you)

[Verse 1]
Bought my b*tch a 36, I ball like Rasheed (sh*t)
Swimmin' in that money, come and find me (Drippin')
I walked in with forty racks on me, no ID
sh*t, they said that pus*y good and I'm tryna see (hah)
Palm trees in Palm Beach, I ain't tryna leave
My time freeze, Givenchy, f*ckin' a dime piece (Yeah)
I'm dead fresh, f*ck around and leave a crime scene
They made him a state property just for buyin' beans
I'm in the Fontainebleau, plus I'm countin' blues
I left a dub inside of Louis, what you tryna do?
If you ain't gon' buy the Louis belt, n*gga, don't buy the shoes (Don't get it)
My b*tch f*ckin' all my hoes, so we got into it
Sixty racks just on the cross, n*gga, hallelujah (That ain't sh*t)
I really think the diamonds Voss or it's Aquafina
Put a tsunami on a card, they call that b*tch Katrina
Come and f*ck your state up and leave this sh*t to FEMA

[Chorus]
The money counter broke, sh*t, I feel it myself
The hook want me to talk, say I'm killin' myself (Stop it)
Fell off a couple times, now I'm buildin' my wealth
They call me Screech in the streets, I was saved by a bale
Leave me in a room with all them hoes, I'll hit eight out of twelve
Can hit the road with my bag if you straight and got L
'Cause I'll show my gang the way, but I ain't leavin' no trail
'Cause I'll blow your bang away, and I ain't leavin' no shells, easy money
[Verse 2]
My opps be in a hurry, rushin' to a hearse (They gone)
That b*tch you love on Instagram f*ckin' for a purse (Watch)
I got paid hitters workin', touch me if it's worth it
I catch a n*gga on mistake, kill his ass on purpose (Hah)
Let me shoot you in your head, it's gon' be painless (It's painless)
Two-tone baguetty, I ain't rockin' no more stainless (Look at it)
Long live Ru, threes up, forever bangin' (Easy money)
In the streets, he was a devil, he my angel
I bet you hit him in his melon if you aimin'
I'll do this to myself, I ain't payin' (Yeah)
These b*tches f*ckin' on the kid like he famous (Like he famous)
Ain't no n*gga gave me sh*t, I'm a made man
Why you actin' like you gang knowin' you wasn't there?
I'm forever with my n*ggas, loyalty is rare (Yeah)
I keep all the pain inside, never see a tear
You bought a trophy, go'n and put your Rollie in the air
Easy money
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