Money Launder lyrics

[Intro]
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Money Launder, (stupid, 34) Money Launder, Bans, Bans, Bans, Bans, Bans, Bans

[Verse]
All my n*ggas money launder, why you think we rap
You say you take risks but you're too afraid to trap
I don’t talk on the phone, because I think it might be tapped
I told the b*tch I need some alkaline I don't drink tap
Oh, this ya big homie, we'll knock him off the map
And every n*gga claiming they a plug just be a cap
Every dollar that I ever spent I got back
I can’t f*ck with n*ggas, cause they liars, that's a fact
n*gga that's a fact, these n*ggas don't know facts
I pull up in this b*tch, and I'm all about that action (vroom, vroom)
Your partner Mickey Mouse, yeah the n*gga straight rat
A n*gga wreak havoc
b*tch I done had it
n*gga always keep his fie just gotta grab it
And I can't overlook it, so they won't overlap me
All these n*ggas lab-rat
They pull up test dummies
I pull up, skkrrrrrttt up in that vroom sh*t test dummy (Vroom vroom vroom)
What you taking from me
Wish you would take it from me
I don't wanna do it, got that tommy for his tummy
What you want from me
What you want from me
I can’t f*ck with shorty
Cause she too bummy
All this sh*t around me
My whole world crumbling
Money in my pockets, stuffed its so fat that its crumpling
You know I be thumbing, You know I be thumbing
I love getting through it, thumbing, thumbing, thumbing, thumbing
I’m gone have to catch that bag fumble it, no can't fumble it
You know a n*gga tossing turning but I’m never tumbling
I don't know if a n*gga think he take it from me
Cause we gone get it back, you try to take it from me
Always up to something
Can't be like you up to nothing
You know how I'm coming
Always bout my money
n*ggas talk sh*t bout you everyday but just be mumbling (pus*y)
We be in and out the country, in and out the country
Girl ain’t from this country
Whip ain't from this country
Fit ain't from this country
sh*t my money ain't from this country
All these n*ggas mad as f*ck they tryna take from me
My energy is too great and they tryna take it from me
And you be up to nothing
Y'all n*ggas up to nothing
I'm over here I'm contemplating on the world something
I can't make assumptions
I can't make assumptions
Cause these n*ggas think they stacking bread, but getting nothing
We gone build a muffin
We gone keep that muffin
In that kitchen baking up a cake like a muffin
Thought that you was tough until these n*ggas come with rush
And we had to do it, booted up I bet Imma rush em