Yo' swag

It's corleone

And you know as e dey go, trap house entertainment baby!
I'm from the 775 n***a, westside...... and you know as e dey go

Look

Chorus;
It's money all on my mind and you know as e dey go, look
And you know as e dey go

I hit the chick from behind and she know as e dey go, look
And she know as e dey go

You better get on your grind boy you know as e dey go, look
And you know as e dey go

I for like reason your matter but you know as e dey go, look
And you know as e dey go

Verse 1 (Payper) ;

Heavy liquor team sippin on johnny walker we wasted by the bay/
And beside me a lady that think she's yemi alade/
If we don't link up tonight, then we're connecting by the day/
Baby pardon my manners i'm off the henny by the way/
They expect me to stumble but my hunger grew/
I just hope you've got my chicken ready when i come for you/
Talking aristos me and my cats brought a few/ never comfortable/
So i'm walking around with the burner too/
I'm on some other cruise got a minute to go (O lord)
I bet them n***as goin try to mimick the flow/
I was out there on the west scheming tryna get with the dough/
When the country's in a recession, it's hard to get it you knowww/ (Talk to 'em)
But still my mind is on the mula/
I line them all up like my nine is on a ruler/
My moms looked at me like designer's gonna suit ya/
I smiled back and left and bought mama some medussa/

Chorus;
It's money all on my mind and you know as e dey go, look
And you know as e dey go

I hit the chick from behind and she know as e dey go, look
And she know as e dey go

You better get on your grind boy you know as e dey go, look
And you know as e dey go

I for like reason your matter but you know as e dey go, look
And you know as e dey go


Verse2 ;
Ycee

See i collect the money go, and imma bring it back one time/
Who want try to breach the contract baba God don sign/
Gold thing pon the wrist but it don't even tell time/
On the road to riches all you see is stop signs/ (hol it)
I tell the DJ palying bring it back/
Your girl a swimmer diving in my lap bruh/
I shut her down like she was a laptop/
Make her see stars like she typing in a password/
And you know as e dey go/
Your shorty digging me and i know that she a hoe/
Gold medal for the jaw yeah i know that she a pro/
Everybody dropping banger, but no be everyone go blow/
You ain't got a back to back don't call me homie/ oouu oouu
Single n***a you can never call me lonely/ oouu oouu
Cheer leader you can never call me homie yeah i'm with my n***a vito but shoutout to corleone/

Chorus;
It's money all on my mind and you know as e dey go, look
And you know as e dey go

I hit the chick from behind and she know as e dey go, look
And she know as e dey go

You better get on your grind boy you know as e dey go, look
And you know as e dey go

I for like reason your matter but you know as e dey go, look
And you know as e dey go