Yaboyj - Collage Lyrics

Mo money in my pocket cause I got it
Girl cheerleading and she got it
Am on top spit that knowledge
Girl got brain college
You no me I'm the one you don't want to mess with
To much money got a tune 250 on my necklace
No stressing girl texin I bet it the next man
Alah with me you no we got it man
I just come in a car see me go far
I am the one fly to mars
I'm batter then you I'm the moon not the star
Alah with me we see you at the bar
It is a note just like a getar
I got big teeth just like a jagwir
And I got the big nife like Michele Myer
I say you out cause I'm the Empire
Rolling I'm rolling me I'm not coasting
Just get mo money and I want mo man
Girl is a dime she came from heaven
Looking for a ten not no seven
Coming and I'm coming but I'm not hopping out the window
Ha ha ha bando kindle kinfolk want no oh no yoyo bounce like a pogo so slow oh yo yoyo
But I'm the man with the master plan
When I roll up I get bands
Mo money so long I'm stell stretching
I got my phone but I'm no answering
You with a cluck with a dirty sarange
Blood not red it's orange
I eat the chips but I like that ranch
Don't come over here get hit with the branch
I fell my body it fell kinda tance
You see my body then you hit the fance
Girl come over here give me a kiss
After I'm done you can be dissmissed
Got the girl and she don't even trip
And we gone go long on a trip
You see me who I'm with
Alah got the present and the gifts
And the girl loving me you a snitch
I just lee low like stitch
I get money chip am you see me when I dip
Mo money boy you no you don't want to play with this
And I get money can get a grip
You can't see me boy you like I wish
I was yaboyj with the chips