Ty Dinero-ZONE

CHORUS:
I got these chains on my neck watch it cut up
Ain't talking money
n*gga shut the f*ck up
Ain't wit the beef only f*cking with lettuce
Smoking on pressure i feel a lil better
He think he fly we come knock off his feathers
I was down bad had to get it together
Hurricane Wrist
I be changing the weather
I got the sauce had to add a lil pepper

VERSE:
If u can't see i got 2 watches on
He think he balling get hit with a zone
That money come in i ain't taking no loan
My pants is to tight i think i need some room
I feel like i'm Gucci these n*ggas my clones
All on that b*tch cause she bad to the bone
I'm smoking moon rock i'm high on the moon
Make her jump like a bunny loony tunes

n*gga you broke what you doing bout it
Crash the hellcat need a new body
Remember she said i'm a nobody
She the cash wanna ride me like a Harley

OHHH

Flexing on n*ggas i feel like a wrestler
Ain't gotta drive i slide in a telsa
All these loads gotta make some investments
He ain't really with it taking pictures with his weapons

Don't want that b*tch she a sleaze
Pushing the start boy i don't need a key
Knock his ass out make him really see ZZzz's
Might cop me a Benz all white like a sheep
YEA, YEA
Track-hawk jeep
Make the money counter go beep
She said she in love b*tch please
HUH, NOT WITH ME

I go the drip u might fall when u step to me
Want what i got but you can't get the best of me
Cousin switched up
He can't even get next to me
Hoe want Chanel only reason she texting me
I count a hundred this really ain't nothing
My pockets be bumping
That chop like a trumpet
I'm uping he jumping
Turn nothing to something
Been chasing this paper i need me a compass

CHORUS:
I got these chains on my neck watch it cut up
Ain't talking money
n*gga shut the f*ck up
Ain't wit the beef only f*cking with lettuce
Smoking on pressure i feel a lil better
He think he fly we come knock off his feathers
I was down bad had to get it together
Hurricane Wrist
I be changing the weather
I got the sauce had to add a lil pepper