Trophies

(альбом: Carbon Monoxide - 2019)

Don't fall in love with just money, please don't waste your life (waste your life)
It's all gone, all of sudden you'll love em, that's because she was a trophy wife (trophy)
Don't fall in love with just money, please don't waste your life (waste your life)
It's all gone, all of sudden you'll love em, that's because she was a trophy wife (trophy)

I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp
I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp
I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp
I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp

You better stop looking at bitches on the Gram
I see they creeping on a come up, with they laced friends done up
It's on, we gone and do this, someone let's get drunk and kick it with them
(Thank God) I got me some money, money, I am what I am
Keep a uber to the sun up, rent the whole club out
We ain't leaving this bitch, I'm in here with my gun out
You need a ride or die, a real bitch
I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp
Get it in the mud with, how can I trust them?
I'm gonna need more, then an ass and a outfit
Capable I can run shit, money moves, let me make em
I can have any bitch I want, but it doesn't mean that I have to take em
Nobody can stop me, it's still Heaven's Movie
She wanted to be around my niggas, she became a groupie
Instead of a queen, she wanted money to enlarge her booty
She went to the studio to rep bitch, that ain't it you goofy

Don't fall in love with just money, please don't waste your life (waste your life)
It's all gone, all of sudden you'll love em, that's because she was a trophy wife (trophy)
Don't fall in love with just money, please don't waste your life (waste your life)
It's all gone, all of sudden you'll love em, that's because she was a trophy wife (trophy)

I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp
I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp
I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp
I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp

Pick up the tech, make her break her neck, if the baguette
Ya having money, is the only way she'll give you respect
I like a plain Jane Rolex, these niggas bougie keep a gun, here go my lil pump pump, here go my lil uzi
Roll up the Dutchy, to the left, my puff puff pass to Tunchie
That lil bread that you give her, is for her head and coochie
Lil B ya moving to fast
Wanna baby, get married so you can use me?
A bottom bitch's reservation is on this Moët
Don't think you can choose me, you want a dummy so this nigga can hit you and you can sue him
You ain't slick bitch, think you can hustle me?
That's why these niggas call you stupid and your struggling
Ever clear... shot it up proof, for the truth be
Ghetto bitches, run up affiliated up on me and Lucy (loosely)
These niggas pussy, never let ya paper pull a bitch ya punk ya better listen to it...

Don't fall...

(Truth be)

Don't fall in love with just money, please don't waste your life (waste your life)
It's all gone, all of sudden you'll love em, that's because she was a trophy wife (trophy)

I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp
I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp
I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp
I got the mind of a hustler, mind of a thugster, mind of a pimp