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Foldless Do The
Foldless Do The (u know what time it's)
Foldless Do Theeeeee (wadup)
Money got me educated
Money I stay elevated
Money I got medicated
Money I will never ask you so don't ask me
Mo mo Money make piss on these bitches like a rest room
If you ain't got the bag you can't be sitting down in my class room
M.O.P niggas know that's my last rule
Mo mo money over pussy I got cash in my bag skrill
Mo mo money make good bitch turn into a bad hoe
Money make some niggas fold
Go get money boy you getting old
Money in my bag niggas broke this ain't on a low
Money make me change my flow
Money everywhere I go
With all the money in my bag you gone be thinking that I sell my soul
Money got a passport I done took it out the porch
Money got my lawyer paid beat the case with no remorse
I ain't never had a job but I'm workin' like a boss
Money got a new chain, this shit hit without a torch
Money got the wrist cold, i spent money on my watch
Money made the bitch married, now she tryna get divorced
Bitch I know you love the chains but I gotta take my watch
Nigga brought his bitch around and Syko took her at the spot
Mo mo Money numb the pain, I blew 50 racks at once
Money got me paranoid, I can't even turn my back
Money made my circle tight, I ain't messin' with no rats
Money got these rappers cappin', flexin' rentals in they raps
Money got me educated
Money I stay elevated
Money I got medicated
Money I will never ask you so don't ask me
Mo mo Money make piss on these bitches like a rest room
Mo mo Money in my mattress, bitch I sleep on a check
Mo mo Money in my safe, I don't post it on the net
Money got my ex mad, now she tryna double check
Money got me on the road, I don't care who's next
Money move like magic, pull the bag outta air
Money make her stare, now she askin' is that chin hair?
Money got me flyin' private, I don't even check the fare
Money got these haters watchin', I can feel it in the air
Mo-mo-money make the bitch dance naked with no clothes on
Money got a G iced out, nigga like I'm Frozone
Money in my pocket heavy, bitch I need both hands
Money got me lit, and I'm the type to make a stove charm
Money got me' different, I don't even trust a soul
Money had me broke, now I'm flexin' on my old goals
Money made me level up, now I'm in a new mode
Money made me cold hearted, baby, that's just how it go
Money had me out late, now an trappin' in the snow
Money had me learnin' math, way before I went to school
Money in my shoebox, I ain't even count it full
Money got these bums mad, they just hatin' on my goals