9 times out of 10 I been riding around in that Benz with my friends

We riding to the end stand on all 10 until we win take a L can’t do it again

If he talking crazy we hit at his mans

I got them bands in my pants

Them bands in my hand

I’m smoking on 4 different strands


I been sliding with my guys don’t come outside cus they go ape

I got n***as play no games they slang that k and hit your face

Going up this shit amazing they say tman boy you great they say tman boy you straight

I put racks up on da plate




Say what you doing?
Let’s get into it

Look how you movin

You lookin foolish

No I’m stupid

Lil bitch I do this yea

Don’t want no relations not showing no love no I’m not Cupid




Riding through the city with that glizzy and you know I’m in my zone

If a n***a wanna play with me just know I’m not alone

She wanna fuck I tell her one time I say “bitch take off yo thong

If you don’t you going home and bitch don’t you call my phone”


N***as hate on me I get them racks don’t care bout what they say
Don’t give a fuck they gone hold nuts just like da ones on a pay day

Pull up hit the opps I spin the block I feel like a bayblade

Ran it up and now we straight

I put racks up in the bank


“yea free the gang

Long Live my Brothers

You feel me?

It’s a MoneyRouteWorld

We going up

We going up”


Wanna get some racks but you ain’t moving how I move

I got diamonds shining blinding n***a dese ain’t VS2s
And i know I’m getting rich so I go hard up in da booth

Yea I tell u da truth I say I make em get loose

And I don’t want no relations so no I can’t be yo boo

And they took us to dat station but I won’t snitch on my crew

Going up got tired of waiting put my heart up in the booth

I can show you how I do

I got hundreds yea they blue




N***as bitches and they know yea they some hoes we pulling cards and shit

A n***a play we fye em up we on some arson shit

I ran it up my pockets stuffed I’m on some ballin shit

I had put my all in this

Now I’m with the stars and shit




Say don’t play wit my brothers because we riding

Bet I won’t miss a shot I hop out fying

Sometimes I feel alone my n***as dying

Say presidential rollie dats perfect timing




I been going crazy I been riding in that Ashton

Running up dem racks I swear to god won’t do no cappin

MoneyRoute The gang we going up its everlasting

Rap might be my passion

Cuz I’m good with this rapping

No capping

No capping

Leave a n***a past tense

I am never lacking

He play I bet I whack him

That hellcat go the fastest

Cruising with that Glock up on my side It’s never absent

Run up and get damaged