In the booth with this shit on me
Bag plays steady calling
That's a whole lot of money
Shit be coming by the bundle
Young nigga top runner
Big 4 I'm having gunners
They'll come and kill your momma
More money more problems
We aint tripping we gone solve em
Get em gone by tomorrow
50 bags get em off
Stack the money in the winter
We gone ball all summer
Niggas really aint bosses
You know Mal top runner
You know Mal get the money
Niggas lying bout a murder
Claim that he kilt my brother
Swear to god we gone knock em
Get em gone for no cost
We aint taking no more losses
Stack the money with no problems
Damn right I get em off
Damn right I'm in the jungle
Steady running through the money
Niggas having money problems
I aint taking no more losses
You couldnt walk a mile in em
20 stuffed in my denim
And we thug gin with them pistols
Swear to god I aint gone miss ya
When we step in the building
100 bottles in the vip
Foreign cars for the whip
I aint stun' no funky bitch
Big 4 bought the building
And you know we kicking pimping
I aint stun' no money nigga
Swear to god we'll kill em
I aint stun' no funky bitch
Swear to god I won't kiss her
Niggas knowing how we living
Niggas knowing they aint with it
Niggas know they get the business
Stay up out of 4 business
For I have to send a signal
Young nigga come get you
Aint no sitting around chilling
You'll get ya issue instant
Told you don't play with that business
Told you we don't care bout no children
Killers come down through your chimney
And we still in the trenches
My nigga thuggin like gremlin
Now a nigga momma miss him
And I heard his partner snitching
Now I got to gone and blitz em
And I'm still on a mission
Still on a money mission
And I'm out the mud with it
Told you the streets don't love nigga
Should've stayed out that business
Now your whole family missing
Forever up bout my nigga
Swear to god boy we miss you
Reason why Imma send killers
Make sure that they don't miss him
Swear to god they'll hit em
Swear to god imma kill em
Niggas talking like gorillas
Aww that's another victim
Aww he's a small issue
Get in my bag not my feelings
Niggas love these lil bitches
Swear to god I aint topping
Swear she ate it up nigga
Nigag love saying it's up
Never see em out in public
I'll hit em up in public
Head down with the bucket
Bitch you know a nigga thuggin'
Call Reechie he'll buss ya
Ain't no talking no discussion
Bitch we come just like them Russians
Whole things and they musty
1000 plays and they rushing
Told you aint no back and forthin'
Told you who was getting the money
These niggas really bummy
Say he used to have money
Swear that I aint seen nothing
Chains on me and they flooded
I been saving up my money
Swear to god I been humble
Dope boy all on my persona
Bodies dropping all summer
They done turnt me to a monster
Hellcat leave it running
Ogmal - Freestyle Lyrics
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In the booth with this shit on me
Bag plays steady calling
That's a whole lot of money
Shit be coming by the bundle
Young nigga top runner
Big 4 I'm having gunners
They'll come and kill your momma
More money more problems
We aint tripping we gone solve em
Get em gone by tomorrow
50 bags get em off
Stack the money in the winter
We gone ball all summer
Niggas really aint bosses
You know Mal top runner
You know Mal get the money
Niggas lying bout a murder
Claim that he kilt my brother
Swear to god we gone knock em
Get em gone for no cost
We aint taking no more losses
Stack the money with no problems
Damn right I get em off
Damn right I'm in the jungle
Steady running through the money
Niggas having money problems
I aint taking no more losses
You couldnt walk a mile in em
20 stuffed in my denim
And we thug gin with them pistols
Swear to god I aint gone miss ya
When we step in the building
100 bottles in the vip
Foreign cars for the whip
I aint stun' no funky bitch
Big 4 bought the building
And you know we kicking pimping
I aint stun' no money nigga
Swear to god we'll kill em
I aint stun' no funky bitch
Swear to god I won't kiss her
Niggas knowing how we living
Niggas knowing they aint with it
Niggas know they get the business
Stay up out of 4 business
For I have to send a signal
Young nigga come get you
Aint no sitting around chilling
You'll get ya issue instant
Told you don't play with that business
Told you we don't care bout no children
Killers come down through your chimney
And we still in the trenches
My nigga thuggin like gremlin
Now a nigga momma miss him
And I heard his partner snitching
Now I got to gone and blitz em
And I'm still on a mission
Still on a money mission
And I'm out the mud with it
Told you the streets don't love nigga
Should've stayed out that business
Now your whole family missing
Forever up bout my nigga
Swear to god boy we miss you
Reason why Imma send killers
Make sure that they don't miss him
Swear to god they'll hit em
Swear to god imma kill em
Niggas talking like gorillas
Aww that's another victim
Aww he's a small issue
Get in my bag not my feelings
Niggas love these lil bitches
Swear to god I aint topping
Swear she ate it up nigga
Nigag love saying it's up
Never see em out in public
I'll hit em up in public
Head down with the bucket
Bitch you know a nigga thuggin'
Call Reechie he'll buss ya
Ain't no talking no discussion
Bitch we come just like them Russians
Whole things and they musty
1000 plays and they rushing
Told you aint no back and forthin'
Told you who was getting the money
These niggas really bummy
Say he used to have money
Swear that I aint seen nothing
Chains on me and they flooded
I been saving up my money
Swear to god I been humble
Dope boy all on my persona
Bodies dropping all summer
They done turnt me to a monster
Hellcat leave it running
Bag plays steady calling
That's a whole lot of money
Shit be coming by the bundle
Young nigga top runner
Big 4 I'm having gunners
They'll come and kill your momma
More money more problems
We aint tripping we gone solve em
Get em gone by tomorrow
50 bags get em off
Stack the money in the winter
We gone ball all summer
Niggas really aint bosses
You know Mal top runner
You know Mal get the money
Niggas lying bout a murder
Claim that he kilt my brother
Swear to god we gone knock em
Get em gone for no cost
We aint taking no more losses
Stack the money with no problems
Damn right I get em off
Damn right I'm in the jungle
Steady running through the money
Niggas having money problems
I aint taking no more losses
You couldnt walk a mile in em
20 stuffed in my denim
And we thug gin with them pistols
Swear to god I aint gone miss ya
When we step in the building
100 bottles in the vip
Foreign cars for the whip
I aint stun' no funky bitch
Big 4 bought the building
And you know we kicking pimping
I aint stun' no money nigga
Swear to god we'll kill em
I aint stun' no funky bitch
Swear to god I won't kiss her
Niggas knowing how we living
Niggas knowing they aint with it
Niggas know they get the business
Stay up out of 4 business
For I have to send a signal
Young nigga come get you
Aint no sitting around chilling
You'll get ya issue instant
Told you don't play with that business
Told you we don't care bout no children
Killers come down through your chimney
And we still in the trenches
My nigga thuggin like gremlin
Now a nigga momma miss him
And I heard his partner snitching
Now I got to gone and blitz em
And I'm still on a mission
Still on a money mission
And I'm out the mud with it
Told you the streets don't love nigga
Should've stayed out that business
Now your whole family missing
Forever up bout my nigga
Swear to god boy we miss you
Reason why Imma send killers
Make sure that they don't miss him
Swear to god they'll hit em
Swear to god imma kill em
Niggas talking like gorillas
Aww that's another victim
Aww he's a small issue
Get in my bag not my feelings
Niggas love these lil bitches
Swear to god I aint topping
Swear she ate it up nigga
Nigag love saying it's up
Never see em out in public
I'll hit em up in public
Head down with the bucket
Bitch you know a nigga thuggin'
Call Reechie he'll buss ya
Ain't no talking no discussion
Bitch we come just like them Russians
Whole things and they musty
1000 plays and they rushing
Told you aint no back and forthin'
Told you who was getting the money
These niggas really bummy
Say he used to have money
Swear that I aint seen nothing
Chains on me and they flooded
I been saving up my money
Swear to god I been humble
Dope boy all on my persona
Bodies dropping all summer
They done turnt me to a monster
Hellcat leave it running
Writer: Jamal Perry
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