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Artiste : Money Man
Titre : Get Out More
Trauma Tone

Hackin´ this shit, extendin´ that info
One percent tint on my window
Inside the coupe blowin´ on indo

Got cheap prices on real good out-do
Always at the studio, I should get out mo´
Always in trouble, I should get out mo´
These niggas tickle me, just like Elmo
Feelin´ like The Rock servin´ people elbow
Dark web money free like a free throw
She done popped Perc, now she in keyed-mode
Gran Coupe Bimmer, push the shit Sport mode
I´ma send a bale, dirt through zip codes
Look at me, can´t handle these bit loads
I ain´t talkin´ Dell when I´m speakin´ on Frisco
Futuristic, I call the shit gizmo
Bought it from a German, I got it in crypto
Hackin´ this shit, lookin´ out the window
Burn off the showroom, west coast bimbo
I was broke as hell, I was in limbo
I just wanna slice, more bread like Kimbo
I´ma park a big rig at my house

Then call the game, we´ll empty it out
When I was down ain´t nobody helped out
Niggas all crossed so a nigga held out

If I go behind the walls, I´ma get bailed out
Me and Shawn caught, we´ll come same route
Every time the game come shit sell out
Turn your music down when you pull in my yard
I´ll push a nigga that´s out, on God
Most of these niggas out here be fraud
Tripods and flash you´ll jump like a grashopper
Pull up in a Range, the Velar, that´s karma
Out their house with their baes and they hatin´
VPN on so the boys can´t track me
Trainin´ my son by the laptop to practice
Breakin´ them codes, my young nerds crack ´em
Shooter inside come, may need bail
Got them shoes, you´re broke and upscale

Big mama just pulled up to the jail
She gon´ make sure a nigga make it, get bail
I just made 50K from a gateway
On cyberspace from a encrypted site
Now I´m lovin´ the internet life
Clay Fendi wallet contain my swipe
Swipe that through quick the other night
Did two hours, let you swipe for a flight

Hackin´ this shit, extendin´ that info
One percent tint on my window
Inside the coupe blowin´ on indo
Got cheap prices on real good out-do
Always at the studio, I should get out mo´
Always in trouble, I should get out mo´
These niggas tickle me, just like Elmo
Feelin´ like The Rock servin´ people elbow
Dark web money free like a free throw

She done popped Perc, now she in keyed-mode
Gran Coupe Bimmer, push the shit Sport mode
I´ma send a bale, dirt through zip codes
Look at me, can´t handle these bit loads
I ain´t talkin´ Dell when I´m speakin´ on Frisco
Futuristic, I call the shit gizmo
Bought it from a German, I got it in crypto
Hackin´ this shit, lookin´ out the window
Burn off the showroom, west coast bimbo
I was broke as hell, I was in limbo
I just wanna slice, more bread like Kimbo
I´ma park a big rig at my house
Then call the game, we´ll empty it out
When I was down ain´t nobody helped out
Niggas all crossed so a nigga held out