paroles Pop Smoke Money Call

Pop Smoke - Money Call Lyrics & Traduction

[Rich the Kid & Quavo]
(This beat from Murda)
Ayy, woo

[Rich the Kid]
Ain't fucking with none of these rap niggas, they just want you to fall off (No cap)
My bitch, she bad as Rihanna, nigga, that ain't just for the blog call
KG, my money, ball (Money ball)
Your money small (Your money small)
When my phone ring, that's a bank phone, nigga, money call (Rich)

[Rich the Kid]
Bankroll bankroll, money calling
Rolls Royce truck, I'm really balling
I bet on myself, I go all-in
Put a brother to the top, we ain't fallin'
What you know 'bout the Nextel?
I want all money, made a mil' in an email (What?)
The Maybach a V-12
Why that nigga coming, got me thinking is he 12? (Rich)

[Rich the Kid]
Ain't fucking with none of these rap niggas, they just want you to fall off (No cap)
My bitch, she bad as Rihanna, nigga, that ain't just for the blog call
KG, my money, ball (Money ball)
Your money small (Your money small)
When my phone ring, that's a bank phone, nigga, money call (Rich)

[Polo G]
Lil' bro woke up like, "Who I'ma shoot today?"
Foenem visit yo' block let the Ruger spray
Talkin' tough 'til his features got blew away
Put yo' hood on the list like a tour date
Lil' bitch, I'm back in gang, now I'm up lookin' features and shows at a newer rate
I only like Beamers and shit but I might switch it up, hit the e-way and do the straight
Swervin' foreigns and shit like a drag race
I've been running shit up at a fast pace
I ain't worried 'bout shit but a cash plate
Tryna be Rich Forever the bag way
I ain't in competition with niggas but can't let it look like I'm coming in last place
I remember them robbery days when you better be still and do what this mask say

[Rich the Kid]
Ain't fucking with none of these rap niggas, they just want you to fall off (No cap)
My bitch, she bad as Rihanna, nigga, that ain't just for the blog call
KG, my money, ball (Money ball)
Your money small (Your money small)
When my phone ring, that's a bank phone, nigga, money call (Rich)

[Pop Smoke]
Look, I got fifty-two shots in this Glock
Is you wit' it or nah?
Saying you tough, but you callin' a cop
Amiri my denim, Dior on my body (Body)
Pocket full of knots
They like, "What's on your left?" (Left) Patek (Patek)
On my neck (Neck), Aquafina
Bad bitch named Trina (Trina), I'm schemin' (Schemin')
Off the perky (Perky), I'm leanin' (Leanin')

[Rich the Kid]
Ain't fucking with none of these rap niggas, they just want you to fall off (No cap)
My bitch, she bad as Rihanna, nigga, that ain't just for the blog call
KG, my money, ball (Money ball)
Your money small (Your money small)
When my phone ring, that's a bank phone, nigga, money call (Rich)


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