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Andre Santi - Moneysign Gang Lyrics

[Verse 1: Sixx]
Money sign gang (huh)
Shakewell, got em in a leglock (yeah, yeah)
Never ran from a bitch, never ran from a opp
‘Cause I got em in a headlock (yeah, yeah)
Pull up in a drop top (ay yeah)
Put it on the rocks, yeah I’m sippin
Redrum, “YoungBoy”, pull up in a drop top (ay yeah)
Do what I got to do to stay alert
I had to clean up, flushin’ all the percs
I had to roll up, smokin’ on the purps
I had to cough from sippin’ on the purps
I had to cough from pullin out the syrup
I had to pull up, put him in the dirt
I had to catch em kill em with a verse
I had to snatch em, steal em like a purse
I had to skate out, gun em, uzi vert
(Shit, shit, huh) I had to burn em leave em fuckin’ lit
They finna sentence him, he just a jit
I’m finna pull up to the judges whip
I pick the hood up finna take a shit (yeah yeah)
I got this shit on lock, I got the E that they pop
No I don’t pop, I got the russian cream smoke out the drop
I’m on the map, and you is not
I got some fans, and bitch you an opp
I’m stackin’ bands on the way to the top (bitch, yeah, yeah)
I’m stackin’ bands on the way to the top (bitch)
[Verse 2: Petti]
Straight out the mud
Needed no drugs
Momma be slurrin’ from shit in her cup
Full of disgust
Fear in my guts
Daddy don’ told me this shit in yo blood
And he told me “It’s all in yo coding, straight out of yo momma
And sister and dead Uncle Joey, my son”
I felt conflicted, I looked to religion but never found answers, decided to run
We live in a world, we live in a world
On two different axles, full of emotions you just cannot handle
I’m not my parents I’m just my own man, so
I have observed all the pain from the bottle
I recognize all the lives that it swallowed
I’m gonna carve my own lane within LODT
Couple of kids goin’ hard at full throttle

[Verse 4: Andre Santi]
Get what I want, when I cop it, we droppin’
I’m poppin’, they talkin’, I get it
You got some problems then stupid lil bitch you can come through
And we gonna check it
Came up clean, I do not do the race these pussies fuckin’ do (ay)
Sixx been ridin’ wit me, imma paint the new coupe blue (ay)
Double up the clips, make you flip, hit the runnin’ man
Toolie lookin’ stiff, stuff a dick, that’s a hunnid bands
Bitch stuck to me so I’m goin’ for the kill
Ridin’ with the goons big blues like bills
Off no mothafuckin’ “perc”-y
Know a mothafucka workin’
Image clean cause we lurkin’
Curtain call comin’ soon and I’m certain
[Verse 5: Lighttpink]
I put em on to the work
I put you on to this passion of worth (Yeah)
If you fall off of the mountain, just get off your ass and just brush off the dirt (yeah)
I just be laughin’ at all of the actin’ and all of these bitches they hurt
All of these actors they cut
I be directin’ the scene
Put em on TV good mornin’ america
Anchor still lyin on screen (aye)
Choose what you wanna believe, you gon’ do you
I’m gon’ do me (uh)
But hold on, Lighttpink be colder than icing on top of a snowcone
Lighttpink make hoes into wifey then ice em no 2-tone just flooded like frozone
These bitches annoying, be talking ‘bout problems
Like I don’t even be carin’ ‘bout it
And all that she say it be cap, so fuck what you think
And just give me head shawty
Yeah, just give me head shawty