Money On The Table

[Intro] Money money, yeah Money money, we put the money on the table... Money money, we put the label on the payload... Riches ain't the aim of the stray scope Money money, yeah Money money, we put the money where tha game flow [papa] Alright alright yeah yeah I hear 'em talkin' bout stackin' money but I don't see no game flow Talk 'n' talk If you don't understand Papa, then bitch you don't know, don't you worry, I'll go slow I'm straight smoke, right off the bat ain't playin' pokes, I'm aimed at domes wit' a stray scope Yeah yeah yeah Imma ruler of tha enemy, exponentially squared my sensual telepathy, detrimentally impaired wit' a patch ta pair the pussies, wit' outta doubt ta spare, I’mma king player, rewrite the scene 'n' scare, I'm alive 'n' power arisin', holdin' weight on lizards, they seem scarce, scales tared, balancing my mind upon skin bare, their bleak stare a blind with eloquence, I'm above a prince, a unique slayer, predict I pull teeth chemically, a sooth sayer, sorcerer supreme dentistry, only heal ya with a remedy if my lyrics make ya bleed, split ya shit slick like sheen, mind can split seams with reason, I can fuck a girl til she scream, read at the same time under sheets, still slice a bitch and roll the dice, snake eyes just ta send ya ta humility, chance in your favor as probable as a sloth to bees, I'm flyin' entendres over ya head so high it's only birds you see, I'm a god when they step to me like they little fleas, ya'll fly behind me, they think "flew" was "flu" but it's not the avian variety, ain't enough words in the book to belittle me, ha, fuck ya'll, think ya'll can measure to me, I put the money on the table, lemme know if P M S is a symptom please, the thought of it might disable you, but I need ta know if a man can be a man if he a bitch with dick bleed [baingo] "dick bleed?" Nah bro he aint ever gunna be kickin it wit da big league, We gotta be seekin victory, see me imma hit it quick-lee, diggin a bitta the little hour glass figure she makin me feelin a bit bigger when she workin and twerkin, imma leave that money on the table, Imma little bit unstable, but I'm able to disable your fable, I'll say what i wanna say when i say so fuck your gay label, We be the bang bros witta little playful interracial facial. "haha" Even all the hoes knows when the club about to close we gunna be takin off all they clothes, foe show, Baingo flows, I dont do no go slow, steppin on all the toes of any of the foes i expose, I suppose the bro's could still be tradin blows, but ill just keep reachin further below dealin woes, Droppin it low, throwin shows when its mah turn to go, i'm yearnin to go toe to toe with any pro's! "spit a bit quick" Rip it witta bitta prestigious fictitious wicked quickness pickin each and every malicious disses this is my sickness, Witness this delicious swiftness slickest when I get to bidness wit the thickest bitches, mah dick's got the stiffness, I'm just the illest hittin this shit for the fitness without forgiveness! yummy hunny bunnies makin me feelin a bit funny even if im stable, I'm just as fatal as i was when i slayed Abel, and imma throw that fuckin money on the table! [ovi] money on the table, shit, i ain’t mean notes, i mean small bag trims by the hash in the tray i done watched whole moods turn sweet off that, now the hands get brave n the face wanna stay now the chat gets warm, now the stare gets fixed, now the praise got want in the way that it land but i catch that fast, cuz i know that gear, when the pull ain’t me, it’s the smoke in my hand i don’t mind blessin a bitch if she clock my soul through the green n still rate the man but soon as the convo starts leanin on spend, i can spot that itch from a mile in the sand little hints, little tests, little “must be nice,” timed just right when i reach for the pack whole energy change when the stash gets seen, now the love got nails tryna dig through my back same shit with dudes, they get strange off sight, see a little hardwood, start buildin rapport five minutes back they was dry as fuck, now it’s “my guy” with a hand stretched more that’s why i don’t move off charm, i study what turns when temptation lands cuz a user don’t come lookin needy at first, they come lookin easy, let greed play bland then gas your name, then laugh too long, then drift too near when the paper gets near whole wolf at dinner type hunger on show, but the core turn to shit when the room goes clear money on the table [galfy🦊] Money on the table… Look mom, I'm on a cipher It's galfy baby, and I'm not wearing a diaper Yuh Uh You guys in a hurry? Let me finish my strawberry slurry Sip, sip it Early birdie gets the wormy Find me out in the field I'm corny This beat is ass cheeks lemme slap it and dip in I'm so young at heart cash me outside dabbin' Find me flossing Your moms funeral service Sorry for crushing her cervix I swear it wasn't on purpose I'm just havin' fun Aight, fuck it, check this: Fuck money on the table I put funny on the table I'm Clark Gable parking in a disabled Spot. Check my pockets I got no fucks juss a few coins and a pokémon card with Psyduck Shotgun in the dump truck filled with fake opps tryna cause ruck but got fucked like rights under Trump Can't touch this I'm Thor's MC Hammer chump while G over here actin' like the family Klump Hear my shit make you dry hump Ion spit I squirt now guzzle it my (*beep*)-dump Genius? Nah I'm just a guy with a flea circus hijacking a school bus taking ya'll to school, trust You might hate my shit but ya girl bust I'll make her cross-eyed work her like a real slut Those babies? They mine, cus, cause my nut can swim unlike your lame ducks "Oh golly shucks" as I say cunt during a family outing that's nuts, lemme take off my pants and show deez nuts Peace! [seven] Peace, peace Fingers up like heads up 7 up Be real silent aint no peekin' Lean in cause im feindin' make dis beat start screemin' gotta bad lil hippie bein all lippy suckin like a leach Hard to understand Mouth full like she talkin at a feast Tryin to explain I gotta write this song I gotta go elite on this beat you dont understand I gotta hit this feat they all weightin on me but god dam she suck that pipe like that clear thing at the bank do layin here like take my money laffin like its funny that buggs bunny money money money on the table i got it handled flipin 20s these buds red an purple buds watchin the fuzz gotta hit the side door to much money is fallin on the floor hold up hold on I'll give ya a lil tour count this quick let me show ya a trick put it on the scale 40 5 hundred to a pound fuck flipin through it be here a year tryina count to a milli feel me fuck it i got money on the table deal me in mothafucka See im holdin aces Ive faced kings still beat that Em ce em ce feel me maybe 3 I ain’t playin cards just stacks on the table Call my bluff should be tuff While im makin faces as she suck Got lady luck on my side Lay em down flat go ahead bet they dont crack These cards barded put ya in the grave yard Only way forward from here Snap crack pop top Cheers boys 1, 2, 3! [Outro] WE THROW THAT FUCKIN' MONEY ON THE TABLE!