Shoebox Money

[Verse 1 : Hit-Boy] Where the, where the, where the Where the white girls with the black girl asses? Go on shake it fast and let me know you nasty Her name Tracy, I gave her dick I’m ballin out, I can spray my wrist Start to work for Lays I'm makin' chips I don’t fuck with banks, I was made for this [Hook] Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Man we gon get this, man man we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Man we gon get this, man man we gon get this dough [Verse 2 : Price] One time Look I pray I make it to heaven Cause Lord knows I ain’t no reverend (I’m not) I was absent in that classroom but on the block I was present I had to get it, get it, get it cause I never had it No limit in the airforce, box rock stashin' Then go back it, I been grabbing cash and niggas can’t imagine Too much passion and I’m getting tired, sleepin' on this mattress Sayin' white girl, come through Take off your clothes, strike a pose Wait! I think my mama comin Pull up your panties, wipe your nose Glockin' on that corner, probably make about 10 [?] Yeah them yard boys don’t need banks I’m doin well without the fargo With this [Hook] Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Man we gon get this, man man we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Man we gon get this, man man we gon get this dough [Verse 3 : Kent Money] No account for the mafia Talkin' real cash, nothing for the obvious We a keep at, shoot your whole lobby up Keep it toe taggin' put yo mama copy up My call of duty, that paper man Fuck semi, I can count mine My lease is made up Might murk you back to jump up like everything’s fine My mama car sent by museum And such a pray for me, real brief And I did the same when she changed her mind All I did was slide through in peace Guess it all depends on how you see us Round these tents it ain’t no secret But that box of size 12’s come in handy Nigga I leave it with the [Hook] Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Man we gon get this, man man we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Man we gon get this, man man we gon get this dough [Verse 4 : Oktane] Uhh, alright (Where the white girls with the black girl asses) That’s the only question me and Hit-Boy been askin These white girls got white bodies And I love that and I hit a action I got that Bam Bam for your Pebbles girl I’m in your body, where I can stash it You know I ain’t gon make you my misses Can’t even be my mistress You just my toy I pick up when my favorite one is missin I make 'em French Montana pop that Your cellphone? Drop that No Instagram, start strippin' mam And when the money come out don’t be alarmed Know I got that [Hook] Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Man we gon get this, man man we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Shoebox money and the lean, we gon get this dough Man we gon get this, man man we gon get this dough [Outro : Hit-Boy] Ride ride ride Catch up niggas, we ain’t playin' no games We ain’t playin' with you motherfuckin' lames Nah nigga, we ain’t the same, ain’t the same I said catch up niggas, we ain’t playin no games We ain’t playin' with you motherfuckin lames Nah nigga, we ain’t the same, ain’t the same Cause when you wanna shed tears for you niggas We put fear in you niggas Fuck around, I sit being back here for you niggas I make it clear for you niggas Niggas niggas niggas