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Artiste : Money Man
Titre : LLC
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let´s go, let´s go, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Trauma Tone)

Yeah

I´m a walking business, nigga, I should be an LLC
I keep shooters who on point with me just like I´m CP3
I was up in Bushwick with this blicky like I´m 22Gz
Trippin off this psilocin, sometimes it put my mind at ease
Pull up with this rifle like I´m Devin Booker, nothin´ but net
Told lil´ mama I ain´t even tryna smash, shit, I want nothin´ but neck
Told these folks that I ain´t flying commercial, I do nothin´ but jets
If any opp survive when we slide, then he considered blessed

Feelin´ like I´m Trae Young with this Glock because I score a lot
Feelin´ like I´m Yoda with this wisdom ´cause I know a lot
Countin´ up the extra in the trap, I might go buy some stocks
The AR-556, it go through walls just like it´s juggernaut
Thinkin´ ´bout my safety, so I bulletproofed the SUV
The AP on my wrist inside the club shine like some LEDs
I know some niggas who learned how to shoot before they learned to read
All this money got me buyin´ land, it got me signin´ deeds
Juicing for two weeks, I need to cleanse, feel like my soul corrupted

All these players in this circle, you gon´ get your bitch abducted
Right now, yeah, I´m in this fuckin´ ´Cat, you hear that motor purrin´
This week I´ma twist up Waffle Cone, you smell exotic burnin´
My lady got a business, now she earnin´, she keep buyin´ purses
We on shrooms, this drug right here is natural, we not doin´ Perkys
All I do is hit like just I´m Savage, we not doing verbal
All my niggas loyalists, no squares, we just do the circles
Put him onto crypto, it was cheap, but he ain´t wanna listen
Put him onto money, he was broke, but he ain´t wanna fix it

Put him onto fraud, he was scary, he ain´t wanna risk it
It´s a competition where I´m from, who gon´ be the richest?

I´m a walking business, nigga, I should be an LLC
I keep shooters who on point with me just like I´m CP3
I was up in Bushwick with this blicky like I´m 22Gz
Trippin off this psilocin, sometimes it put my mind at ease
Pull up with this rifle like I´m Devin Booker, nothin´ but net
Told lil´ mama I ain´t even tryna smash, shit, I want nothin´ but neck
Told these folks that I ain´t flying commercial, I do nothin´ but jets

If any opp survive when we slide, then he considered blessed