Thunderchief lyrics

[Intro]
Come on
Yeah

[Verse 1]
She like, "She ain't never met no n*gga who be talkin' how I talk"
Said she knowin' I'm a boss, yeah
That ass real, I can tell how I walk
Found my way inside the pus*y, after that, I got lost
n*ggas dyin' for no reason, I stay lowkey
[?] went across the world, and everybody near me
I'm in the gym shootin' jumpers, I'm like Kobe
Twelve hundred for my shoes, Euro steppin' like Ginobli, ayy
I just ran my up and hoes started callin'
Man, I done f*cked my mans b*tch, ain't the world the smallest?
In that big-body Benz, this is not the small one
I eat good with my n*ggas, heard your stomach growlin'
Ayy, you can't even see who ridin' in the whip, I'm probably ridin' with your b*tch
Ain't no four or a five, I be ridin' with a four-fifth
She act crazy when we get to f*ckin', get to ridin' on my di*k, yeah
Take them choppers everywhere
That petty money you be makin', my b*tch, she be spendin' that on hair
I left the hood, nowadays I'm in the 'burbs, [?]
I ain't gon' say no names, I know a lot of rap n*ggas that squares
Come on
[Chorus]
I'm gettin' money, don't make me show you what it do
Matter fact, yeah, money talk, she told me not to f*ck with you
I got a drum, I be really makin' beats just like Poole
And you the type of n*gga, spend all of your money tryna be cool
I go to the plug so I can get my own weed
I can't let you [?], you'll probably call him for the Ps
n*gga, time is money, three weeks, I made a hundred Gs
I'm finna take the fifty ball and spend with Thunderchief

[Verse 2]
I got bored and put my money out and count it
n*gga, your b*tch is broke, you need to give her an allowance
I wasn't even out here lookin' for the plug and I found it
I turned the city up, I got my hood hot just like the sauna
I'm like AI with the sleeve on, steppin' on these n*ggas
We don't play around with that money, play with that, then we gon' kill him
The bouncer pat me down, but he still let me in [?]
Man, I'll pop you up and leave and they gon' have to deal with it

[Chorus]
I'm gettin' money, don't make me show you what it do
Matter fact, yeah, money talk, she told me not to f*ck with you
I got a drum, I be really makin' beats just like Poole
And you the type of n*gga, spend all of your money tryna be cool
I go to the plug so I can get my own weed
I can't let you [?], you'll probably call him for the Ps
n*gga, time is money, three weeks, I made a hundred Gs
I'm finna take the fifty ball and spend with Thunderchief