Propane lyrics

[Chorus]
My name hot just like propane
My name hot just like propane
All you n*ggas wanted fame
Money make me go insane

[Verse]
Money make a n*gga hot
Money make a n*gga nauseous
Money make a n*gga watch his surroundings
This money make a n*gga cautious
Only way we goin’ up
Hundred rounds in Bentley trucks
Run up on me n*gga, testin’ your luck
Chopper gonna circ*mcise ‘em
12, right there beside ‘em
Shoot them from head to toe, they gon’ divide them
My name hot like propane
Migo Gang been in the game
f*ck is you sayin’?
Sendin’ them shots like Max Pain
Bullet might go through your brain
I told that money make me go insane
All of my n*ggas got deadeye range
If you got a problem, n*gga come solve it
All of my n*ggas got the chopper and the revolver
Most of you n*ggas can’t stand my name because it’s hot
Always in a foreign tryna make the top drop
f*ckin’ up the money ‘cause the money on the clock
Call up your b*tch and you know that her panties drop
When she seen the fifties and hundreds it made her heart stop
Whippin’ the Lamborghini, n*gga look like he Milly Rock
Hit him with the pop rock, face just like a pit stop
Chopper eat him like a motherf*ckin’ pop tart
Most of you n*ggas ain’t ‘bout it, most of you n*ggas ain’t real
And you should know that
Two folks leave your body spilled or one of your partners get killed
And you should know that
This money make a n*gga feel, this money make a n*gga feel
Like he rule all that

[Chorus]
My name hot just like propane
My name hot just like propane
All you n*ggas wanted fame
Money make me go insane
My name hot just like propane
My name hot just like propane
All you n*ggas wanted fame
Money make me go insane