Jj Money Me And You Lyrics

Yeah,
Ha ha, G7

Revenge will always be the joy
And always taste sweet to me
Just take in what I said, what I said
Don't push me, or we could meet
Just me and you, just you and me
And we could get it poppin’
See who's dropping, aww

Verse 1:

Talk over, I'm getting money I do not know ya
Come closer and you'll get buried and get pissed over
Breeze nigga, just walk me out believe nigga
I dress pretty with a gun up in my jeans nigga
Let that explain why I’m killing in my jeans nigga
And leave you flat out on the road, now you street nigga
Where ya mommy at? Where ya daddy at?
Come outside before I pitch 'em should have thought of that
(Rahhh)
f*ck it, where ya boss at? Tell ‘em I'm in hunting season
I got some youngings with me, hungry in the stage of teething
Shooters on deck, shooters, shooters all vets
This is Doomztown, where they all call Rex
Where we all live, spelt backwards
And y’all are dead star, again backwards

Chorus:

I'll always be street, street to the coffin, street to the coffin, oww
Money on my mind, first every morning, first every morning, oww
Grinding till this shit turn smooth, oh yeah
I'm trippin’ steady trippin’ off of you, oh yeah
Just me and you, just you and me
And we could get poppin’ see who's dropping aww

Verse 2:

Money, cars, clothes been living a fashion show I'm now bigger shit, clogging up the toilet bowl
Properties nigga, flying overseas nigga
You grounded boy, long winter
Trip and it’s on nigga, ducking from a hundred killers
Breakfast before dinner, eating good and floss whenever
I'm up on million dollar deals, your money baby feeding
My money doubles up, swagga up from money breeding
What's ya problem boy? What's it gonna be?
Orange juice and Hennessey, bottles complimentary
How I live is all facts, you odd and can't add to me
G7 Chain Gang, fear us like it’s slavery
MTM, more than millions, Illy said it’s more than music
Where we all live, spelt backwards
And y’all are dead star, again backwards

Chorus:

I'll always be street, street to the coffin, street to the coffin, oww
Money on my mind, first every morning, first every morning, oww
Grinding till this shit turn smooth, oh yeah
I'm trippin’ steady trippin’ off of you, oh yeah
Just me and you, just you and me
And we could get poppin’ see who's dropping aww

Ha ha, it’s Money
Yea let me talk to you

Revenge will always be the joy
And always taste sweet to me
Just take in what I said, what I said
Don't push me, or we could meet
Just me and you, just you and me
And we could get it poppin’
See who's dropping, aww