MONEY TALK lyrics

[Chorus: PACKGOD]
It's for the money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk
All I do is money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk

[Verse 1: PACKGOD]
I keep a Glock on my mof*cking body
Saw you in the street you was bargaining reps
I went from nothing to something
I gotta keep pumping or ima be nothing again
b*tch I be falling in all these hunnids
You talking that sh*t but you falling in debt
I got a heat infused draco
I load it with magma and then I'll be dowin ya set
Run up the bands, run up the mof*cking paper
Then i go run up the stacks
I'm in a vet, I got a big spartan laser
I told that b*tch to get back
I'm in the back, they never thought I was nothing
They always called on me last
You know its Pack
I'm feeling just like I'm Bradley
Run up on me feel the wrath

[Pre-Chorus: PACKGOD]
Money talk that ho, just like I'm talking to yo b*tch
I got thirty on my wrist and all my money getting spent
I got eighty f*cking shooters and they coming for yo neck
Got a hundred f*cking reasons why I gotta keep this tec
[Chorus: PACKGOD]
It's for the money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk
All I do is money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk (ah)

[Verse 2: leg]
ODST how it drop to the ground
Got hollow tips you can tell by the sound
40 clip im upping the rounds
Run up on me n*gga you outta bounds
Run up on me you get put in the dirt
Patek on me like that lil n*gga vert
Dual blades in the night haze
n*gga want that smoke? n*gga you getting merked
Got snakes on the hat got snakes on my shirt
Two twin Glocks on me Ernie and Bert
Bullet proof vest on my mof*cking body lil n*gga
So you know I ain't getting hurt
Im in the hell cat im going 200 my n*gga like f*ck it this sh*t boutta skurt
I got yo b*tch in the mof*cking telly my n*gga I told her to take off her skirt

[Chorus: PACKGOD]
It's for the money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk
All I do is money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk (ah)

[Verse 3: PACKGOD]
Choppa piranha that sh*t go ftaa
Feel like obama when im in the trap
I got a knife on that mof*cking drako
That sh*t could go cut you right out of the map
I pour like twenty inside of the four
I made ten bands slide that sh*t to the bro
Should I get the thermal or the extendo?
Cash money in the bank ho
Feel like im on Nuketown how I up this f*cking drako
When im in the city know I always gotta stay low
When im in the city know I always gotta stay low
[Chorus: PACKGOD]
It's for the money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk
All I do is money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk, money talk