DTM Stunna - Set Go (feat. OTM Frenchyy) Lyrics

Yea
Stunna
(Skrrt)
This how I feel
Running to the money like on your mark get set go

Running to the money like on your mark get set go
Got a bad bitch she bust it for me if I say so
Got a team of real niggas kill you if I say go
They ttg they trained to go
Any nigga that want smoke oh
Riding through the city ain't nobody f*cking with me
They know that I keep it with me
I'm gone squeeze it till it's empty
Got a bad bitch riding with me
And I'm feeling on her titties
I'm ah hit her from the back
Got her singing like she Brittany

I need a bird
I'm trying to go serve
Lil bitch is a bird
She getting on my nerves
Move the f*ck on
Just leave me alone
Before you go home
Just give me that dome
Balling on these niggas
Trying to dodge investigations
They ask me what I'm doing
Getting money my occupation
I'm going to the money
If I take a vacation
Boy I'm working like a slave
Pockets on a plantation
Don't do this for no Grammy
Just do this for my family
For keeping it one thousand
It ain't shit that you could hand me
Don't do this for no Grammy
Just do this for my family
I know niggas trying to kill me
And these crackers trying to jam me
(Stunna)

Running to the money like on your mark get set go
Got a bad bitch she bust it for me if I say so
Got a team of real niggas kill you if I say go
They ttg they trained to go
Any nigga that want smoke (Oh)
Riding through the city ain't nobody f*cking with me
They know that I keep it with me
I'm gone squeeze it till it's empty
Got a bad bitch riding with me
And I'm feeling on her titties
I'm ah hit her from the back
Got her singing like she Brittany
(Oh)

Got some niggas ttg
That'll clear out your whole street
Since I dropped them gold teeth
Them hoes been on me
Niggas getting skinny out here
Cause they don't even want beef
Niggas taking the stand and working
For the police
I'm a hard body nigga
Been thug in it since I was little
Riding round with them pistols
Thug in it with them killers
The shit I'm smoking some pressure
I'm clutching ready to stretch him
My niggas about whatever
When it come down to that cheddar
I'm running to the money
I might need a pair of cleats
We do walk ups f*ck drive byes
Bitch we ain't trying to creep
Bitch it's get down or lay down
Might need bout ten percent
Bitch we kick doors and lay niggas down bout Benjamins

Running to the money like on your mark get set go
Got a bad bitch she bust it for me if I say so
Got a team of real niggas kill you if I say go
They ttg they trained to go
Any nigga that want smoke oh
Riding through the city
Ain't nobody f*cking with me
They know that I keep it with me
I'm gone squeeze it till it's empty
Got a bad bitch riding with me
And I'm feeling on her titties
I'm ah hit her from the back
Got her singing like she Brittany (Oh)