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60 Seconds (feat. $mitty, Trill Cosby & TwanMnzl) Video (MV)






Dark Money - 60 Seconds (feat. $mitty, Trill Cosby & TwanMnzl) Lyrics




I'm really sticked up just like a nigga goin hiking
And this purple in my gut just like i'm playing for the vikings
If I beat a nigga up then he gon need more then a vicodin
The pounds are in my trunk my nigga go ahead and bike it in
F*ck
Gorilla glue its got me stuck
I could go for marathons with all the gas up in my lungs
Disrespect a nigga finna get a nigga slumped
And I call that shit a workout when I leave a nigga pumped

Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid
Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid

I start with a half I turn that to a whole
You touch my big brother I'm snatching yo soul
In court I'm stacked like my money you know I won't fold
First place in trap so I rock all this gold
OG's tried playing me till they realized I aint with that
Don't talk on internet not with the chit chat
Pull up with drakes to yo kickback
Make a nigga get back
Make a nigga lay down
Get on the flow
I'm not with the talkin I kicked in yo door

I'm all in yo house and you all on the floor
You gon lose yo life you don't give up the dough
So don't be a dummy you look like a hoe
Yeah I grab all the cash and then head to the sto
I spend on my niggas don't spend on no hoes
I beat the head down I don't need me my Pole

Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid
Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid

Aint the type of beat that I like
But
Motha f*ckas think I can't rap
Right?
Say I got hooks and my pop shit hard
When the auto-tune off then he aint got bars
I got more bars then a jail
I got more slimes then a snail
I be on they ass like a tail
Got her saying damn this shit hard like a test you just failed
Bitch you feel me like brail
Bitch I'm coming out the cut like blood
Bitch I'm going nuts like spud
Got a screw loose no dud
When I get to singing
Bitches ringing
On my phone
In this tone
Oh my god you're a stud
I saw you in concert and watched you perform
You're such a star it just seems like the norm
I got a question cause I'm feeling horn?
Put rapping aside for the night lets make porn

Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid
Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid
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English

I'm really sticked up just like a nigga goin hiking
And this purple in my gut just like i'm playing for the vikings
If I beat a nigga up then he gon need more then a vicodin
The pounds are in my trunk my nigga go ahead and bike it in
F*ck
Gorilla glue its got me stuck
I could go for marathons with all the gas up in my lungs
Disrespect a nigga finna get a nigga slumped
And I call that shit a workout when I leave a nigga pumped

Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid
Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid

I start with a half I turn that to a whole
You touch my big brother I'm snatching yo soul
In court I'm stacked like my money you know I won't fold
First place in trap so I rock all this gold
OG's tried playing me till they realized I aint with that
Don't talk on internet not with the chit chat
Pull up with drakes to yo kickback
Make a nigga get back
Make a nigga lay down
Get on the flow
I'm not with the talkin I kicked in yo door

I'm all in yo house and you all on the floor
You gon lose yo life you don't give up the dough
So don't be a dummy you look like a hoe
Yeah I grab all the cash and then head to the sto
I spend on my niggas don't spend on no hoes
I beat the head down I don't need me my Pole

Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid
Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid

Aint the type of beat that I like
But
Motha f*ckas think I can't rap
Right?
Say I got hooks and my pop shit hard
When the auto-tune off then he aint got bars
I got more bars then a jail
I got more slimes then a snail
I be on they ass like a tail
Got her saying damn this shit hard like a test you just failed
Bitch you feel me like brail
Bitch I'm coming out the cut like blood
Bitch I'm going nuts like spud
Got a screw loose no dud
When I get to singing
Bitches ringing
On my phone
In this tone
Oh my god you're a stud
I saw you in concert and watched you perform
You're such a star it just seems like the norm
I got a question cause I'm feeling horn?
Put rapping aside for the night lets make porn

Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid
Got bricks in the trunk finna go cross state
Nigga cross me then he finna catch fade
I go anywhere long as I be getting paid
Cook the hook in 60 seconds call it minute maid
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Writer: Anthony Difranco, Chandler Smith, Keenan Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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