Pablo and Chapo lyrics

[Intro: MoneyMarr]
Powering on
Uh
MoneyMarr
Haha
Damn, Tana

[Chorus: MoneyMarr]
I'ma sit here and let n*ggas think they can make me the lick
I'm the youngest of trappers, I still walk around with that sack and I keep me a stick
I got spikes on my Christians like spikes on the gate, 'member ducking 12, hopping the fence
On the way to the top and you n*ggas can't stop it, you better come get you a grip
Yeah, that lil' n*gga Marr, he the sh*t
He got b*tches, they all on his di*k
He got groupies that want somethin' from him
But he tell them no, he just give them a pic
Got a piece on the way and it's VVS diamonds
Yeah, come get a look at this drip
Got a Drac' on my lap and it's givin' me vibes
You know that's my pretty lil' b*tch

[Verse 1: MoneyMarr]
f*ck a top fifty, yeah, we at the top of this sh*t
Everything we do, sh*t is exclusive
I'm pullin' her hair, I'm smackin' her butt
I beat it up, she said that n*gga abusive
Let her eat up the
I ain't gon' say it, man, I'ma just sit back and listen to music
If I'm not in the city, I'm up in LA countin' hundreds on hundreds, lil' n*gga, the usual
You a b*tch n*gga, actin' like somethin' you not
Put some forks in the bowl when you whippin' the pot
Me and LongMoney, yeah, we gon' run up the rocks
Me and Kese take it back, we was up in the trap
Youngest n*gga with status, can't be in the open
YSL on my drip, I got water like ocean
Smokin' Runtz and it's thunder, strikin', potent
Send them packs to the block, they gon' put it in motion
Yeah, yeah, uh
[Chorus: MoneyMarr & LongMoneyKese]
I'ma sit here and let n*ggas think they can make me the lick
I'm the youngest of trappers, I still walk around with that sack and I keep me a stick
I got spikes on my Christians like spikes on the gate, 'member ducking 12, hopping the fence
On the way to the top and you n*ggas can't stop it, you better come get you a grip
Yeah, that lil' n*gga Marr, he the sh*t
He got b*tches, they all on his di*k
He got groupies that want somethin' from him
But he tell them no, he just give them a pic
Got a piece on the way and it's VVS diamonds
Yeah, come get a look at this drip
Got a Drac' on my lap and it's givin' me vibes
You know that's my pretty lil' b*tch (LongMoney)

[Verse 2: LongMoneyKese]
LongMoney stay in the trench
Brody, he carry a broom like a witch
These b*tches want di*k 'cause I'm lit
Can't come on the block 'cause you n*ggas be nick
I bet I can show you a trick
I bet I can turn a lil' zip to a brick (Voila)
Trap phone jumpin', ain't a call that I miss
My hitter just put fifty rounds on a stick
b*tch, my lip sealed, can't snitch
Red tips, b*tch, you can see through the clip
Put some holes in his clothes, I f*cked up his 'fit
That kick from the chop, sh*t f*cked up my wrist
Me and Marr used to trap in the halls
Finessed the lil' Mexican plug for a ticket
b*tch, I'm in the trap with them chickens
Them n*ggas gon' hate but I bet they gon' listen (b*tch)
[Chorus: MoneyMarr]
I'ma sit here and let n*ggas think they can make me the lick
I'm the youngest of trappers, I still walk around with that sack and I keep me a stick
I got spikes on my Christians like spikes on the gate, 'member ducking 12, hopping the fence
On the way to the top and you n*ggas can't stop it, you better come get you a grip
Yeah, that lil' n*gga Marr, he the sh*t
He got b*tches, they all on his di*k
He got groupies that want somethin' from him
But he tell them no, he just give them a pic
Got a piece on the way and it's VVS diamonds
Yeah, come get a look at this drip
Got a Drac' on my lap and it's givin' me vibes
You know that's my pretty lil' b*tch