Money & Power lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos]
(WardoMadeThisOne)
Stop playin'
You know what the truth is
b*tch

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Chopstick, mopstick, n*gga, sayonara
Blew an opp to smithereens, hollows in his Altima
Poured off good mud, I'm 'bout high as a motherf*cker
Spot an opp outside, thought he was safe, then he bumped into me
The money bring the crowd, but the wisdom get you power
If it's any static with me, n*gga, wait 'til we encountered
I see the Johnnies in the rear goin' two hundred miles an hour
I keep sh*ttin' on these n*ggas, peep the face, they look sour

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
If you gon' slide today, or n*gga step, it ain't no cowards
12 find the SIG, time to purchase some more manpower
Shells to his face, wave ridin', we gon' drown his ass
Clips from IMAX, buy for movie and it's action-packed
Turn a semiauto fully, it go rat-ta-tat
Store runner, sprintin' down the block, tryna make it back
Rappin' 'til I die, in these streets tryna make it stack
I'm the truth, just with my voice, made three hundred racks
I'll turn to Charles Manson, nothin' like these bum rappers
Never lackin', watch the K sing, it sound like Toni Braxton
Beam with the flashlight, it got two attachments
Gotta get up off your ass, you tryna make it happen, ugh
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Chopstick, mopstick, n*gga, sayonara
Blew an opp to smithereens, hollows in his Altima
Poured off good mud, I'm 'bout high as a motherf*cker
Spot an opp outside, thought he was safe, then he bumped into me
The money bring the crowd, but the wisdom get you power
If it's any static with me, n*gga, wait 'til we encountered
I see the Johnnies in the rear goin' two hundred miles an hour
I keep sh*ttin' on these n*ggas, peep the face, they look sour

[Verse 2: ConradFrmDaAves]
Peep they face, they look sour, n*ggas hate, n*ggas cowards
Ride a cal in this b*tch, stand tall, Eiffel Tower
I done made a hundred thousand off of talkin' for an hour
Money steady gettin' longer, lame n*ggas gettin' louder
All my n*ggas Perc and lean and all you n*ggas be on powder
n*gga tweakin', think he tough, I still'll prove him, Marcus Mower
I got demons with me and a couple angels with some blowers
'Fore you see me, I be clean as f*ck and drippin' like I just got out the shower
Money, power, respect, but it's perspective money power
Hundred thou' on my neck, b*tch, I got necks and I got nouns
Enter down by her neck and get to poundin', she get louder
Next I'm all in her bestie, they get reckless for a thousand

[Verse 3: Duffy]
A lot of blue strips, I'm tryna overflow the money counter
We got choppers, we got b*tches, we got chili and the power
Just stay in the background 'cause we'll put your lights out
Squabble these, we got thirty shots for Manny Pacquiao
Speed off, then we poppin' compartments
James Bond stash, but I keep a pistol regardless
Pourin' big lean, tryna see who cup is the darkest
Nobody's in my comments, n*gga, get off them Harleys
We the real dough getters, he want smoke? Not really
And this life sh*t get tricky, I want all that come with it
Nina Ross and Pippy Longstocking both my side b*tches
Yeah, we fly, but don't be silly, snap my fingers, sh*t get wicked
Seen me slidin' in this foreign, put me on a racetrack
Uchies in my passenger, a couple duffels in the back
You still broke? Too bad, I'm 'bout a bag like Rad
Off The Mussle here to stay, I bet we get the last laugh
Ugh
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Chopstick, mopstick, n*gga, sayonara
Blew an opp to smithereens, hollows in his Altima
Poured off good mud, I'm 'bout high as a motherf*cker
Spot an opp outside, thought he was safe, then he bumped into me
The money bring the crowd, but the wisdom get you power
If it's any static with me, n*gga, wait 'til we encountered
I see the Johnnies in the rear goin' two hundred miles an hour
I keep sh*ttin' on these n*ggas, peep the face, they look sour