Red (Rapper)
Money Aint Shit
[Verse 1:Unknown]
Here are some statements of a racist
Rests in product placement
Of songs on your playlist
Face this you have no idea what a man feels
The chills of getting a 9 mil. to his grill
Boom goes off the steal cause he squealed
And we kept it moving like the bat mobile
These n***as rap about having guns
But most of these n***as don't even have one
Lil Wayne you think you're tough shit
Its all just a script just admit
You transmit lies all in yo track lists
Always talking about money its gonna be funny
When you're 40 and all bummy
Living inside your Lamborghini
With a sign that say feed me
Your phrases are cheesy
Better back the fuck off don't test me
Before you meet my besti Jason voorhees
I keep the Porsche keys lined up and ready
Ride by you decapitate you with my machete
Wanna be skater ain't seen you do a kick flip
Looking like a stiff bitch asking "how do i do this"
Go back to kissing guys
Only thing you were good at in my eyes
Rap ain't your thing you're washed up
You ain't so little anymore let these real young n***as erupt
Cut your eyes out put them in a cup
"Woah woah woah you can't say that"
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
Let me breath Mr rap industry
Fuck radio hits just to make a g
Your team is a fucking joke
Beware OQ will not be provoked
To leave you n***as up in smoke
You're not dope matter in fact you're a drug free class
I ain't never gave two fucks in one night
You dont understand my word play its alright
Just got back from the DMV
They said i was to g to be in they facility
[Bridge:]
And hes sticking you and taking all your money

[Verse 2:UNKNOWN]
Wayne you a gangsta right?
That's why you gotta body guard cause you're scared to fight
You're a faggot and you know it
Them skinny leopard jeans show it
You're still in high school following every trend imaginable
Your music is not manageable
Make me wanna turn into a cannibal
Eat your scalpel sell your brains at a raffle
Be scared when you see me
Im your worst enemy
You say you're the new PAC
I can make that happen have you dead and shot
Only thing is in a couple years you will be forgot
You get money from your daddy how sweet
Just know your name is never mentioned respectively in these streets
Don't sweat the technique we roll green like fraknik
And you probably roll n***as tongues on your dick
Let me contradict you're as gay as a straight man loves chicks
When it comes to my stick im strict
Only a bad bitch can give this shit a lick
Tick tock she about to blow up all over this cock
We all stocked with Glocks
So be shocked when we ride through your block
Like a cop bashing down your doors to take your crops
It don't stop we stay hot
Like nikis ass during the holocaust
Im sorry if you're kinda soft
And my rhymes piss you off
Ill simply mist you off
Cause you're nothing but a miniature loss
Fuck rick ross n***a im the boss
Fuck my summer grab a rubber
Get this bitch on her knees and show her god ain't the only thing above her
Fuck a lover
All i need is drugs and sex
Bet you never met a rapper like me yet
I show respect to those who i haven't mentioned
I don't mind bringing tension to rappers who deserve a suspension ha
[Bridge 2:]
So hes sticking you and taking all your money

[verse 3:Unknown]
So here's a life lesson
Stay bright like bio luminescence
Your ambition should be to be happy
Roll a fatty that's not to shabby