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Money Man - On A Streak Lyrics



Money Man - On A Streak Lyrics
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I got Lanvin on my feet
Ride with choppers on my seat
All my bitches bad as hell, they hair and nails and feet on fleek
Damn, them Addys got me geeked
Ain't been sober in a week
I drop these bags off, grab the check, and keep the conversation brief
I'm too different, I'm unique
I got bales inside my suite
Love the way she make me skeet
In the bedroom she a freak
But she classy in the streets
I made millions from these streets
It's been years, I'm on a streak
Bought the Track', the Rolls leased

I'm on Gresham on a Ryker, tryna race? Put up your title
Only niggas I looked up too was trappers, them was all my idols
The devil tried to take my soul, I sat down and I read the bible
Waitin' for this Za' to bloom, right now it's on it's final cycle
I go shoppin' out in London
We can shoot a story or punch it
On this Jupiter Jack, it got me hungry
Damn, I got the munchies
No matter what, I'm sellin' somethin'
F*ck the jakes, ain't tellin' nothin'
Rockin' five diamond chains like I hope that freedom' comin'
Let's be clear, I'm not a worker
With a baddie and she Persian
Gotta arch it and then slurp it
In the Benz, the latest version
I just took some Psilocybin and I'm searchin' for my purpose
I get free racks everyday, 'cause I be wipin' out them merchants
Pay my mama mortage
We make enemies wave the flag and forfeit
My bitch got a gun, I made her hit the dock and go contour it
Drivin' fast, I like to floor it
Save these racks, I gotta store 'em
PayPal fraud, I'm reinformed
He ain't right, I feel his aura
PJ straight to Bora Bora
Used to sell out by Lacora
Walked in Hermes out in Paris, told my stylist, "Bonjour"
If you knew what I knew, you'll probably be up half an M
Told that lil' bitch kick some rocks, you wasn't with me in the gym

I got Lanvin on my feet
Ride with choppers on my seat
All my bitches bad as hell, they hair and nails and feet on fleek
Damn, them Addys got me geeked
Ain't been sober in a week
I drop these bags off, grab the check, and keep the conversation brief
I'm too different, I'm unique
I got bales inside my suite
Love the way she make me skeet
In the bedroom she a freak
But she classy in the streets
I made millions from these streets
It's been years, I'm on a streak
Bought the Track', the Rolls leased
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I got Lanvin on my feet
Ride with choppers on my seat
All my bitches bad as hell, they hair and nails and feet on fleek
Damn, them Addys got me geeked
Ain't been sober in a week
I drop these bags off, grab the check, and keep the conversation brief
I'm too different, I'm unique
I got bales inside my suite
Love the way she make me skeet
In the bedroom she a freak
But she classy in the streets
I made millions from these streets
It's been years, I'm on a streak
Bought the Track', the Rolls leased

I'm on Gresham on a Ryker, tryna race? Put up your title
Only niggas I looked up too was trappers, them was all my idols
The devil tried to take my soul, I sat down and I read the bible
Waitin' for this Za' to bloom, right now it's on it's final cycle
I go shoppin' out in London
We can shoot a story or punch it
On this Jupiter Jack, it got me hungry
Damn, I got the munchies
No matter what, I'm sellin' somethin'
F*ck the jakes, ain't tellin' nothin'
Rockin' five diamond chains like I hope that freedom' comin'
Let's be clear, I'm not a worker
With a baddie and she Persian
Gotta arch it and then slurp it
In the Benz, the latest version
I just took some Psilocybin and I'm searchin' for my purpose
I get free racks everyday, 'cause I be wipin' out them merchants
Pay my mama mortage
We make enemies wave the flag and forfeit
My bitch got a gun, I made her hit the dock and go contour it
Drivin' fast, I like to floor it
Save these racks, I gotta store 'em
PayPal fraud, I'm reinformed
He ain't right, I feel his aura
PJ straight to Bora Bora
Used to sell out by Lacora
Walked in Hermes out in Paris, told my stylist, "Bonjour"
If you knew what I knew, you'll probably be up half an M
Told that lil' bitch kick some rocks, you wasn't with me in the gym

I got Lanvin on my feet
Ride with choppers on my seat
All my bitches bad as hell, they hair and nails and feet on fleek
Damn, them Addys got me geeked
Ain't been sober in a week
I drop these bags off, grab the check, and keep the conversation brief
I'm too different, I'm unique
I got bales inside my suite
Love the way she make me skeet
In the bedroom she a freak
But she classy in the streets
I made millions from these streets
It's been years, I'm on a streak
Bought the Track', the Rolls leased
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Writer: Tysen Jay Bolding
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Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Tysen Jay Bolding

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