Money Printer

By Bosshands

Released on October 16, 2020

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[Chorus]

AR go brrrr

M4 go brrrr

The saw go brrr

Ak to brrr

Mp5 go brrr

P90 go brr

Money printer go

Brrr brrr brrrr

Streets go brrr

Lapd go brrr

NYPD go brrr

Swat go brrr

The army go brrr

The marines go brrr

Money printer go

Brr brr brr brr brr

{Verse}

Hate it or love it

The wasted republic

United States of the drug binge

War on thugs

Is what the patriots wanted

The faceless get funded

They take it from us

Pull up

To our shore

Get a taste

Of the hatred

And bloodshed

War economy is basically buzzing

Its an easy way for them to make up the money

Staying comfy while legislation

Turn this whole fucking

Place to a junk heap

They keep cutting education

So they think that were dummies

Republican say that your weak with your money

It’s funny though

Shut em down for a week

And they need the elite

And to get shot running bro

Tappin our tax dollars to keep they funds afloat

Cops in the street assaulting us

They got tons of smoke

When they done with us where do you think those guns will go

Is this a fucking joke

It’s a global loc down but somebody still running dope

And now we gotta act it’s as if

We’ve always wanted joe

The hood traumatizing me and my niggas all some victims

That shit follows you around like loss prevention

Envoirments that we in breeds depression and lots of tension

They try to say it it’s just in us and it’s not the system

They caught a young man with a bit of pot in spliffs and

Knocked him up side his head and then

They sent him off to prison

But he lucky tho

He can sit in detention and get a visit

Other nigga that this happened to

Got hit but he isn’t living

We rising up the blue and red both are nervous

Seem like ever move they make it

Is suppose to hurt us

We said defund the police

They took out the postal service

They say we all esstential but notice

None of the moguls working

Inaction got

A quarter mill of the homies murdered

Keepin us down and the rich up is their only purpose

They act like they understand you

But it’s only surface

They perform Front of all of us

Like it’s a global circus

Niggas be talkin bout kiddie conspiracy

But look away when these niggas

Out here clearly be stealing things

We voted them all in

Can we really be feeling clean

With As much inequality that all of they

Dealings bring

This is some shit fasho

It’s absurd the way

They get the dough

We just wanna grow

We needed change

But they give us joe

You whistle blow

Prison is the place that you get to go

Asking for anything contrary to the elite

You get a no

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