Murder Gardenz - Fat Trel

Yeah I just want all the money

Gang, yo nigga what you know

You say you tryna blow sum’n up

Blow it up for a bag, bags out here

Double O G (I just want all the money)

One hunnid

One hunnid, aye

I just want all the money (I just want all the money)

I just want all the money (I just want all the money)

I just want all the money (I just want all the money)

I just want all the money (I just want all the money)

I’m now in Miami Gardens (I'm out in Miami Gardens)

They call it the Murder Gardenz (They call it the Murder Gardenz)

The killers are rolling with it (You killers are rolling with it)

My chopper’s not what you call it (I'm not talking bout what you call it)

She just want all the lean

No way in the Fanta thing

Go shopping for Rolex

Necklace and diamond rings

You tell me I’m everything

I go like the semi ring

There’s money I’m counting

They come like a fountain

So I can pay for everything

I told her I wanted chicken

She tell me to finger lick it

I holler at E Claire

I left she say fuck the chicken

Shopping at Wintour

She hate to see south beach

I say I’m a trendsetter

Let’s go in the city T

Aye i pull on the 27, I think it’s 183rd

We sticking off these pills

I’m looking for me a bird

I pull up the signs

A young nigga told me I’m wilding

Told him I killed two in this town

You can just meet me in private

Make me call up my brother

That’s Young Bree aka Cutter

Tell the cops already bring a stroller

You know I’m a keep me a killer

My new bitch she a redhead

Copped her working a nail shop

If she can make up in KOD

She show me when the mail drop