Ridin Or Not Lyrics Money Man ft. YFN Lucci

Ridin Or Not Lyrics Money Man ft. YFN Lucci are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer Money Man. This song is from Epidemic (Deluxe) album. This Song will release on 21 August 2020.

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Song:– Ridin Or Not

Singer:– Money Man

Featuring:– YFN Lucci

Album:– Epidemic (Deluxe)

Producer:– Trauma Tone & Taylor Michael

Written:– Money Man & YFN Lucci

Ridin Or Not Lyrics Money Man ft. YFN Lucci

[Chorus: Money Man]
She used to be broke but I made her a boss
They wastin’ my time so I cut them hoes off
[?]
Fuck I look like tryna talk to a cop
[?]
I’m rocking Christian while hanging with opps
Wiping your nose like a tissue with snot
My shit be different, I think out the box
Pack got delivered, they [?]
Don’t give a fuck if you buy it or not
We finna spin, is ridin’ or not?
My bitch look like a young Vivica Fox

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
If it ain’t Dior, Guwop
We keep tryna score on the opps
We go to the [?] shop
We be them boys put that dope on the block
We be them boys put that ho on the schedule
Turn her up, she was down, now she better
I can’t help her around if she regular
I can’t be driving ’round in nothin’ regular
Inside the coupe look like a space shuttle
Leave a fuck nigga, bring my steppers
Punch a nigga ass out like McGregor
He don’t want no beef, say he only eat vegetables
I can’t do business with them, they scared of [?]
Who said that ho shit [?]
They know I’m focused on revenue
If I want it gone, I’m gon’ execute

[Chorus: Money Man]
She used to be broke but I made her a boss
They wastin’ my time so I cut them hoes off
[?]
Fuck I look like tryna talk to a cop
[?]
I’m rocking Christian while hanging with opps
Wiping your nose like a tissue with snot
My shit be different, I think out the box
Pack got delivered, they [?]
Don’t give a fuck if you buy it or not
We finna spin, is ridin’ or not?
My bitch look like a young Vivica Fox

[Verse 2: Money Man]
Fuck it, I go Micheal, dunk on these hoes
[?]
I got that sack like the legion of boom
That money my bride, I’m the motherfucking groom
Bitch, when I go, put them racks in my tomb
Keep that shit ’round [?]
Get your life wrapped up just like a cacoon
My natural chick eating gluten-free food
Don’t come around when a nigga done moved
My chain is froze but I’m droppin’ some jewels
[?] on a plane, man, I’m burnin’ jet fuel
You want that smoke like a motherfucking cool
These niggas square like a motherfucking cube
Call me colossal, my bank account huge
[?]
My new house in Houston, that shit cost me two mil’
If you don’t let me hit, I bet your friend will
I’m feeling real generous, might pay your light bill
Burning ’cause sometimes a nigga be bipolar
Don’t touch my charm, that is something I’d die over
I told her pull up and she coming right over
She coming home with the kid when the night over
I can’t stop working, that shit in my DNA
Pack coming Tuesday, that shit is the ETA
I’m working smart, I’ma do this the easy way
I’m getting money so fuck what these bitches say
I’m [?] now I’m driving the [?] today
Started with crumbs now I’m making some bigger plays
Step up your trap, I be moving some bigger weight
Might take a vacay to motherfucking get away
I was on the road when that pack bumpin’ master sensei
Peanut butter [?] came Wednesday
That shit sold out the same day
And it came straight from LA
Matter fact, I’m in the bay
This shit [?] is no debate
I blow the smoke in your face, yeah, yeah
[?] nigga, don’t talk to me

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