Lyrics Money Man – Armed, Dangerous

Yeah
Yeah I'm armed & dangerous
We make niggas famous
Bitches lose they mind and start undressing when we show up places
Don't talk too much bae, just get naked
You smellin' good, I like your fragrance
And got some braces, I just copped her a diamond anklet
On Pluto, this shit taste amazing
I count up racks, I'm calculated
Niggas touch my hair up on my head his ass deceased
I told cuz go get the ladies cause they just customized my seats
I could never sell my soul
No bitch my spirit ain't for sale
Try and leave me and I swear it's going to be an epic fail
He wanted smoke and got impaled
She want the D, I could tell
She rock Balenci and Chanel
I rock this blicky if he act stupid
Either way I'm havin' M's
You think I give a fu*k about music
On lung candy this shit therapeutic
I turn my phone off hit the studio I'm rappin'
I put in work this shit was gruelin'
She talk me down that shit was soothin'
I appreciate it I really needed that
No way she smart, her ass was fat
That jailbreak there will leave a scat
Ghazi stopped the show [?] and handed me a plaque
I had sauce they wasn't tryin' to grasp it
They broke as shit, they anti-vaxxin
My life is real, no animation
All them long nights was excruciating
I'm livin' like Pablo
I feel like El Chapo
TR red seats
Black and red like El Dorado
Lil mama tryna push up on me, have a lil come up
Catch a sale, Jaylen Watson
Ain't exotic, that shit was off
I could never get on my knees and beg and grovel
Pick one we can shoot or squabble
That blick make niggas get up off me
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Scammin' in some off white
It's BC life or no life

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