Sauce Walka – Money Gang lyrics

[Intro]
Ou wee!
Drip!
Ha!

[Chorus]
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Money Gang
Hunnids is what I bang
Fifties is what I bang
What I claim
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Get some Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Get Some Money Gang
Hunnids is what I claim
Fifties is what I bang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang

[Verse 1: Hoodrich PabloJuan]
Twenty five hunnid Cartier frames
Another seven hunnid switch up my lens's
My diamonds all white like cocaine
Three hunnid thou' for my brand new Benz
Rocking Vlone my only real friends
House on the hills I bought that with the back end
You look at my diamond they smack 'em
You used to get money that's past tense
Three different watches, I could've bought an Aston
[?]
Fresh as a bitch I jumped out of the casket
Run up on me I'ma blast ya
This shit get tragic
Fly, so they call me Aladdin
Boss bitch so thick she the baddest
[?]
Hoodrich, I got boss status
Hit stick, John Madden
Always the drumma', I bring the cannon
Five star bitches they fancy
Ha, fly ain't landin'
Trappin' in the mansion
Me and the plug supplying and demanding
Trilla than Sammy
Came from a bandit
Got babies they [?]
Got draco's that knock out they organs
Shoes costin' your mortgage
Twelve hunnid for my Christian Dior's

[Chorus]
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Money Gang
Hunnids is what I bang
Fifties is what I bang
What I claim
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Get some Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Get Some Money Gang
Hunnids is what I claim
Fifties is what I bang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang

[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
I'm fetchin' hunnids for real nigga
I pop at choppas, no bills nigga
I spent a hunnid on grills nigga
I had to buy the glass and the [?] just to see how it feel nigga
I had to get the white bitch up out the masta house to be with a field nigga
She wanna taste on the rainbow
I'm a black soldier like Django
I be with OG's and wear kangol's
For me they will see you with halo's
My bitch is a [?] like J Lo
She do what ever I say so
My shooters pop up like an ankle
My lawyer didn't beat every case though
[?]
[?]
It wasn't even for the Peso's
You just shoulda kept your mouth closed
Ou wee!
Sauce, money, money gang!
Drip!
Splash!

[Chorus]
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Money Gang
Hunnids is what I bang
Fifties is what I bang
What I claim
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Get some Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Get Some Money Gang
Hunnids is what I claim
Fifties is what I bang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Bitch it's a Money Gang
Ou wee!