What The Word Is

Mm-mm-mmm

Money Trainnn shit

Mm-mm

Yeah

Mm-mm-mmm

I was tryna keep it quiet, my brothas like, hell naw Mook fuck that,

Every city we touchdown in tryna find out where the plugs at

This **** sound like a narc, pat him down for where the bugs at

These bitches all on my dick, grabbin' on the Gucci, tryna tug that,

The take off

I swear it's comin', y'all gotta hold onnnn

I dreamed bout this shit in my cell when I was all alone

I'm in a Made Universe, I'm racked up just like my bro Tone

Broke bitch, this ice I got on, fuck up the ozone

Spinned the opps' block a million times,

Like what the word is

The opps ain't got back in some years, like they ain't heard shit

We always workin' out, Cuz push bows and Bro lift bricks

Cuz know some type of martial arts, the way that **** play with sticks

You wanna know where to find me, you can catch me in the mix

Ghost, that's my blood, and he got a million dollar wrist

Most my cousins slime, they so slimy, you might hear a hiss

B-b-bitch do yo job, keep on suckin', you ain't gettin' a kiss

Money train, you know the name, bitch, we been rich

Play crazy with the gang, we got somethin' to make yo mood switch

Fire dog, you can tell in the way that TT twitch

Crack from the 80s, you'll think I'm the new Money Mitch

Racin' to the heads, I'ma change my street name to Yung Sonic

Would leave the streets alone, but I got em hooked on Phonics

Cut her off, get her back, cut her off again, I'm so toxic

Can't let you infiltrate the gang, cuz I know most **** be flip-floppin

Why don't I whip you up a pie, & I'll make sure you get extra toppings'

The Money Train comin' fast thru all y'all cities, and it ain't stoppin

If I showed you all the guns we have, you'd think I knew

Bin Laden

Or Saddam Hussein,

Bitch, stay out my lane, cuz bodies get to droppin

They think I'm insane

They be like, why you so fascinated with birds?

I'm into books too, but I like the ones that ain't even got no words

I like phat whips too, so I can swing em on yo curve

Get my work from the city and dump it off in the burbs

They be like, how many racks is that? Bro, you ballin' like a athlete

Fuck around & pulled out Drac you a thought they was in a track meet

I say I pulled out Drake & you a thought he was on the track wit me

And this 1 for the fam, so you know I ain't gon' charge a fee

Sneak dissin' on the net, but you only can't hide on the gram for so long

We gon' take it slow, once we get the drop, you gettin' rolled on

I'm all about my cheese, cheddar, parmesan, provolone

And I got a sexy, caramel bitch, look like Nia Long

Got a bad, dark-skinned bitch, that's my sexy chocolate

Take her out in public, hold her hand so she can brag about it

You gon' take what? Rob who? Aye I highly doubt it

They'll never find the stash spot it's way up in the mountains

Crack 100k in 30 days, like how you did that?(How you did that?)

You on that fishy shit, we gon' find out where you live at

Find out where you live at

**** uh

You on that fishy shit we gon' find out where you live at