Right With The Money Lyrics – D-Block Europe

[Verse 1: Dirtbike LB]
Brand new hammers, you know that it’s coming inside
My darg fresh home and I know that he back on the Nine
I know that we coming in time
I poured some more lean, now I can’t even rhyme
N!ggas are waiting for me to fall so they can come up and climb
Oh, said that she blinding, oh, think of the diamonds
I’m off of Molly, I’m drinking and when I wake up, I rewind it
Said that you want me to be what you say, I ain’t fu*king with Simon
Seven sticks in the crib and none of ’em are even licensed
They want my stick but I made it mine
And they want my b!tch but I made it mine

She wanted d!ck, made her wait in line
If you ain’t got sticks, better wait insid
ot an eight in the litre, I’m letting it turn
Sick of them n!ggas, I’m letting ’em burn
You rolling with gang then you better confirm
Send in the birds, bring me the worms

[Chorus: Dirtbike LB]
I went to my hood and I was sipping on rummy
The codeine is sweet so I don’t need gummy
The light was raw but the buj was runny
I keep my feelings pure like I’m right with the money
I went to my hood and I was sipping on rummy
The codeine is sweet so I don’t need gummy
The light was raw but the buj was runny
I keep my feelings pure like I’m right with the money

[Verse 2: Young Adz]
I pop a X pill, ski
She a nine outta ten but I left her on ‘seen’
Show me your specialty
My young thug fresh home, he like Jeffery
Spend a milli on German machines
Hood n!gga, big truck but the tank on E
Fu*king her bestie, B, praying that it don’t go left for me

You sucking it good, bae, you’re on a roll
She done with the lames, she wanna go
I don’t really use TikTok
But she got me watching her vids when I’m on the road
Today, I might make the blogs
Ten-tens on good, oh God
My n!gga, last time I took a loss
I just went on IG and I got someone to rob
Dargy, you make them jackboys go and switch their plans
My n!gga done the booting, Putin, then pissed on his hands
I’m just feeling breathless, popped another Xan
I flew her south of France in June and blew two hundred bands

[Chorus: Dirtbike LB]
I went to my hood and I was sipping on rummy
The codeine is sweet so I don’t need gummy
The light was raw but the buj was runny
I keep my feelings pure like I’m right with the money
I went to my hood and I was sipping on rummy
The codeine is sweet so I don’t need gummy
The light was raw but the buj was runny
I keep my feelings pure like I’m right with the money