Miguel Fresco - Back To The Money (Live Performance)
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Miguel Fresco - Back To The Money (Live Performance)

Produced by K CAMP
Written by Miguel Fresco
Mixed by Miguel Fresco & A1 Devin
Mastered by A1 Devin

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Lyrics:
(Pop yo shit FLOAT)
Walked in this muhfucka drippin' like a leak
Like everybody in this bitch fit weak
If I pop a bottle now I bet the party gone peak
Stop actin' like you shy, don't be pullin' that on me
She quiet in the city but she poppin' out of town
Take her titties and her ass and she scrub the ground
I was gone fuck her but I seen her fuckin' with a broke nigga so I'm thinkin' it's a dub for now
I'm fresher than your nigga and I'm richer than him
These diamonds on me shinin' like it's glitches in them
The black trucks parked and it's switches in them
So you can get spanked just for mentioning him
It's boss shit goin' on wherever I'm at
You can stay the night with me but don't get attached
We can stay up late if you gone do something nasty
You know I get up early gotta call you a taxi

Then it's back to the money, back to the bank
(How much you finna pull out?) Shit let me think
(Aye just give me twenty thousand) Should've seen the teller face
I just came in here to flex I could've got it out the safe
I got a hundred dollar fade on my dreadline
I'm in a ghost with a pocket full of dead guys
Half a perc on her tongue 'cause I shared mine
I drop an ounce in a cup now it's bedtime

Who you sleepin' on bitch, I ain't the one
I'm trappin' for the money bitch, not for fun
I promise I been this solid, since I begun
Let's see how niggas feel when the rabbit got the gun
I been on a money run tryna get a honeybun
I got FLOAT on the beat tell her give the drummer some
I woke up check my pockets only found a hundred ones
drunk texted every bitch in my phone what have I done
These niggas know I'm in the field, I get active
i'ma show up to the game but what we talkin' 'bout practice?
Nigga how you send a bitch a Cash App and you ain't smacked it?
That pussy cheap to me but let him tell it she was taxin'
Know it wasn't me on that bitch if it ain't slappin'
Niggas online uploadin' their reaction
And I make plays way more than I be rappin'
Blue hundreds hangin' out my pocket that's fashion

Then it's back to the money, back to the bank
(How much you finna pull out?) Shit let me think
(Aye just give me twenty thousand) Should've seen the teller face
I just came in here to flex I could've got it out the safe
I got a hundred dollar fade on my dreadline
I'm in a ghost with a pocket full of dead guys
Half a perc on her tongue 'cause I shared mine
I drop an ounce in a cup now it's bedtime

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