Whole lotta money – DaBaby lyrics

Lyrics Whole lotta money – DaBaby

Whole lotta money lyrics
Whole lotta niggas with Glocks and pistols (Ryzy.A on the beat)
Whole lotta hunnids in knots, they Crip blue
Niggas think I’m somewhere cryin’ with tissues
Certified, internet or not, I’ll get with you
Bulletproof on the Suburban, I’m havin’ guns with switches,
tons of bitches

Really can afford to quit doin’ this shit right now
When I’m done havin’ fun, I’m chillin’
2019, I went bought a nine-acre estate
2020, made twenty-two million
Niggas gotta be kiddin’ (What you do?)
I ran laps around all of these niggas, just like Sha’Carri
The whole world watchin’, they wanna see how he gon’ figure it
(Let’s go)

The Maybach chocolate, cinnamon
I’m in this bitch right now like it was ..
These niggas must’ve forgot what they were dealin’ with
One of y’all could die right now, nigga, literally (Do)
Whole lotta money in this motherfucker, shoutout to Bia, I’m
back in my be on my business (Business)
I used sneak in the club with a lil’ .22, I got in with the
strap in my tennis
Eighty percent of these rap niggas bitches, so fuck what you
think ’bout happened, I did it

Gon’ have to compare me to one of them niggas who ain’t never
care ’bout none of these niggas
I know bitches with more nuts, Sandy
These niggas sweet as a bitch, no candy
Set this bitch off if you fuck with my family
Double-dare one of you niggas to touch me
Still ain’t bumped into you niggas, you’re lucky (Nah, keep
goin’, nigga)
Bitch, I’m a big dog and you lil’ niggas puppies (Keep goin’,

They think I’ma fold for that motherfuckin’ money
Bitch, I’m in control of me, these niggas puppets
Broke ass nigga, too bad I’m already havin’
Too bad I own all my cars and my mansions
Too bad I already made my investments
Cry me a river, I’m over here laughin’ (Go)
Bitch, you never met a stand up nigga?
Don’t understand me, nigga, yeah, I’m different
Ridin’ with the top down, chillin’
A RP ridin’ shotgun with me

Y’all out here ridin’ to them cap ass niggas
Y’all rappin’ ’bout shit, y’all not gon’ live it (Try me)
‘Bout time I catch another body
Fuck around with me, know shots come with it
They might just hit me with the R.I.C.O
All of my friends keep it real, it’s the G-code
Fuck with the cars, make it spin until he gone
I’m in the building, .. with a freak ho

Can’t kick this shit the way that I kick it
Take big nuts to do this shit the way I did it (Okay)
Might as well start savin’ y’all money
Y’all hatin’ ass niggas gon’ pay for this pimpin’
Pay that, until y’all do that, I lay back
I’m ain’t even trippin’, I’m straight, man
Nigga, you could die from the shit that you talkin’ ’bout
You gotta be careful, boy, why would you say that?
Why would you risk it? Tough ass niggas always ready to die
’bout that pride and these bitches
Like I won’t pull up with a vest, a durag, and a hat, about
firin’ on niggas like 50, niggaaa

Whole lotta money – DaBaby lyrics
Whole lotta money - DaBaby
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