Alley Freestyle by Tyler Lepley Lyrics
[Verse]
Yuh
A bitch told me to kiss her ass, I put my thumb in it
Hit that pussy from the back and stick my tongue in it
I felt a tickle in my heart so now I'm done with it
I'm getting money, I ain't tryna fall in love with it, nah
(?), born winner
I have to shoot or nuke a nigga like a warm dinner
30 on a wrist is looking like a long winner
Gonna run 'em when I try to fit a doll in her
I do the money bop and all the diamonds on me dancing
I took her to the hills to murk that pussy, Charlie Manson
I get a choppa just to hit my chick that's in the Hamptons
The kitty pretty too, I love it when she calls me handsome
I'm in the tin, I'm ghost, I got enough to buy a phantom
I lose it all the more I'm holding niggas for some ransome
I see the pride in momma's eyes, now she got a grandson
I do this shit off for the fam, I'll put them in the mansion
Daddy in the bed, can't get him off meds
Judge think we better off dead
I done lost my dawg to the feds and my bitch to the bread
Wonder why I got revenge on my hater
Better tell that man that I ain't answer to Toby
30 on the road and nigga, I don't need a Tony
I don't need the Emmy, put the syrop in my Grammy
I just need a couple hundred million for my family
I had a chick that had a Grammy, left her in Miami
I was on a PJ, you was into jammies
My goonie got a tool and he gon' pull it like a hammy
He throw them bullets at you, make you catch and drive a slandry
I got a long chain, I hit a bitch with long range
Long money on your head, you said the wrong name
Took a hood chick, I put her in that Balmain
Used to push it like a Cappa, that was all (?)
[Chorus]
I put a quarter, fold it in, tryna get a half
If a bird coming dirty then he get a bath
Yeah, I slap her on the ass then I get the cash
'Cuz I'm married to the money, that's my better half
I put a quarter, fold it in, tryna get a half
If a bird coming dirty then he get a bath
Yeah, I slap her on the ass then I get the cash
'Cuz I'm married to the money, that's my better half
Yuh
A bitch told me to kiss her ass, I put my thumb in it
Hit that pussy from the back and stick my tongue in it
I felt a tickle in my heart so now I'm done with it
I'm getting money, I ain't tryna fall in love with it, nah
(?), born winner
I have to shoot or nuke a nigga like a warm dinner
30 on a wrist is looking like a long winner
Gonna run 'em when I try to fit a doll in her
I do the money bop and all the diamonds on me dancing
I took her to the hills to murk that pussy, Charlie Manson
I get a choppa just to hit my chick that's in the Hamptons
The kitty pretty too, I love it when she calls me handsome
I'm in the tin, I'm ghost, I got enough to buy a phantom
I lose it all the more I'm holding niggas for some ransome
I see the pride in momma's eyes, now she got a grandson
I do this shit off for the fam, I'll put them in the mansion
Daddy in the bed, can't get him off meds
Judge think we better off dead
I done lost my dawg to the feds and my bitch to the bread
Wonder why I got revenge on my hater
Better tell that man that I ain't answer to Toby
30 on the road and nigga, I don't need a Tony
I don't need the Emmy, put the syrop in my Grammy
I just need a couple hundred million for my family
I had a chick that had a Grammy, left her in Miami
I was on a PJ, you was into jammies
My goonie got a tool and he gon' pull it like a hammy
He throw them bullets at you, make you catch and drive a slandry
I got a long chain, I hit a bitch with long range
Long money on your head, you said the wrong name
Took a hood chick, I put her in that Balmain
Used to push it like a Cappa, that was all (?)
[Chorus]
I put a quarter, fold it in, tryna get a half
If a bird coming dirty then he get a bath
Yeah, I slap her on the ass then I get the cash
'Cuz I'm married to the money, that's my better half
I put a quarter, fold it in, tryna get a half
If a bird coming dirty then he get a bath
Yeah, I slap her on the ass then I get the cash
'Cuz I'm married to the money, that's my better half