Armed Robbery lyrics

Long Live Gee Money Man
Ayy!

Verse 1:
Stackin' all my bread so i get by (uh)
These n*ggas hating, cause these n*ggas got the time (uh)
Try me and im bussin, My bullets incline (uh)
My diamonds go stupid, they leave you blind (uh)
Stackin all my chips cause i never ate (wait)
Swear that i was hungry i had nothing on my plate
These b*tches they fakin, ya dese b*tches hella late
Choppa on me n*gga, Its gone give your ass a tape (uh)
Get up on yo kness lil b*tch ion wanna date (uh)
I Can't save a hoe, lil b*tch i dont have a cape
16 Wit extentions we gon put you on the plate
Do this for my homies cuz them n*ggas neva ate
Real thick b*tch ya her body bout a 8
I dont do no talkin, lil b*tch i just wan' mate
Hit em wit the hollows now his b*tch thought it was paint
Do it for lil dallas cuz my lil n*gga can't
I dont do no beefin, imma shoot you in yo face
Diamonds, no hocus pocus, n*gga i know where you lay
Mama said LILDUKE ion want you to live this way
D*** was on that hot sh*t till we found out where he stay

Ya!
Take Sum b*tch x8
Aye Aye!
Verse 2:
Where my flippa?
Chop a n*gga and we pullin up with them Extentions
I jus wan' beat dat b*tch pus*y, Beat her walls
Quit da cap, Keep da pus*y, i jus wan' da Jaws
Get up on yo knees, pus*y i jus wan' da head
I Dont Do no cappin we gon leave his ass flatdead
Glock 9 with a beam, we gon' aim straight at his head
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We got 4 Glocks, 4 Macs , stick you like a magnet b*tch
Big 40 on me touch da gang and sh*t get tragic b*tch
AR15 make em fly jus like aladian b*tch
I Was wit yo b*tch, Smokin boofy in da back
I was wit you b*tch, i was pullin out her tracks
Yuh

Take Sum b*tch x4
n*gga talking down you gon get yo face ripped
Glock 9 its gon leave dhatt n*gga faceless
Get blacked like a MF woodtip
GANG!
Longlivegeemoney man...