PIG MONEY lyrics

(KOUDIAAA!)

[ hook ]
I’m about to level up oh sh*t!
I can't settle down for no b*tch
No ones on this, I don’t give a sh*t
No ones on this, no ones on p*ss

I’m making pig money a3oo
We say la la la la
Gotta make pig money a3oo
It go gratata
Empty the bag let’s go
Guala for them Balenciagas
Live it like it’s GAZA
Piffin like a rasta

[ first verse ]
(f*ck la bolice)
I never carry I.D, all I got for the b*tch is the D
(Bon appetite)
They can eat sh*t, they want me to work for free, I’m always on breach
(Dima harb mal shorta)
They never did catch the kid making pink money, it is what it is
I want all the money in the valise
I want all the money dans la valise
(Dans la valise!)
105 flex Louis V, got a badders thats knows what I need
A badders will squeeze
And she knows when it's good
Yeah she buss it for me
But won't buss it for the team
Always OC, rarely OT
Don’t wanna catch a case and become a codee
I just wanna feed the guala to the beast
SL1 Godfather on this beat
[ bridge ]
Yeah Koudia
I bought the kids some boras
105 explores, better your wife and daughters
I’m gorgeous, I’m handsome
But I don’t have no manners
We are the party planners
Better hide away your badders
She get radish
Yooo

[ hook ]
I’m about to level up oh sh*t!
I can't settle down for no b*tch
No ones on this, I don’t give a sh*t
No ones on this, no ones on p*ss

I’m making pig money a3oo
We say la la la la
Gotta make pig money a3oo
It go gratata
Empty the bag let’s go
Guala for them Balenciagas
Live it like it’s GAZA
Piffin like a rasta
[ second verse ]
Look, look at these man dussin
AK click it back, aim den bust it
Break down doors, kalachne cough dem
Make sure, leave no trace, leave nothing (run it run it)
I f*ck da pus*y, leave gal concussioned
I see da rivers when whipping round London
I f*cked a few tings, doesn't mean I love em
Don't respect a b*tch when she act disgusting
I just grab the cash den running
P's and dash in a black out foreign
P's get stashed in a black out foreign
Keys to da pad, for da mandem only, it's holy
Cup of the finest only (oui oui)
Just smoked a batch yeah straight from dam
I get mad they know me
If there's big bits in town, they tell me

[ bridge ]
Yeah Koudia
I bought the kids some boras
105 explores, better your wife and daughters
I’m gorgeous, I’m handsome
But I don’t have no manners
We are the party planners
Better hide away your badders
She get radish
Yooo
[ hook ]
I’m about to level up oh sh*t!
I can't settle down for no b*tch
No ones on this, I don’t give a sh*t
No ones on this, no ones on p*ss

I’m making pig money a3oo
We say la la la la
Gotta make pig money a3oo
It go gratata
Empty the bag let’s go
Guala for them Balenciagas
Live it like it’s GAZA
Piffin like a rasta

(KOUDIAAA!)