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Money Man - Adrenaline Lyrics

Adrenaline Lyrics[Hook]
She rockin' Martin pants with the ricks
I got a play waitin' at the Ritz
I do the Moncler with a nigga
I'm with the Chinese plug, don't kill him
Only way we see is up now
We got plain janes and bust downs
I still trap for the adrenaline
Bad bitches keep text messaging
I keep on handling cherry runtz
I got love for the gang, I ain't tried them once
She exhausted we fuckin' ain't took a break
Treat a nigga like steak, he gonna get fileted
Where I'm from, you gon' trap, swipe or get a trade
Where 'm from, you can easily get betrayed
[Verse]
When them straps come around, that's when we get engaged
Put some hammers in our hand, we ain't done the fades
Told my girl stay with me, don't be afraid
In the jacket, it customm these bitches plaid
So many rappers keep dying, this shit is sad
Rip to my dog, I got love for Brad
Put my life on the line, the battlefield
[?]
I'm connected, I'm cool and I'm tatted
I got affinity for bitches who stay
I spend 100k for them a day
Celebrity clients, I'm servin' them falcon
Babygirl you feel my energy
Built tough [?] my pedigree
Fuckin' latinas and them ebonys
Cross a nigga out like it's Ebenezer
I can swim nigga, I'll never need 'em
My money substantial, you know that we prominent
Fuck the other side and all of the opposites
Counterfeit check, yeah you know we deposit 'em
She let me [?]
Wipin' the bank out, enormously profitin'
[?]
She said these racks make her feel better
She's on my dick, make her feel better
I love her kitty it's way wetter
On the block with the gang, it can get treacherous
I know them racks make you feel better
I know them racks make you way wetter
Show you how to drain a [?]
Show you how to drain a well
Apple I-Phone low
Made an M off a sale
Hit it once tell her good riddance
Real player shit, no simpin'
Had 3 grow spots on one street
We done came up, now we elite
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She rockin' Martin pants with the ricks
I got a play waitin' at the Ritz
I do the Moncler with a nigga
I'm with the Chinese plug, don't kill him
Only way we see is up now
We got plain janes and bust downs
I still trap for the adrenaline
Bad bitches keep text messaging
I keep on [?]
I got love for the gang, I ain't tried them once
Smoke za after we fuckin' we took a break
Treat a nigga like steak, he gonna get fileted
Where I'm from, you gon' trap, swipe or get a trade
Where 'm from, you can easily get betrayed