Gualla - Smug Mang, Chris Travis, Mike Jones

Money train, money train

All aboard, all aboard

Oh Mike Jones, oh Mike Jones

Mike Jones, ayy!

Money, money I make it

Never

Your main chick she chasing me

I ain’t got no time for no chasing

Y’all chasing tail, I’m chasing mail

Big Ben Frank what I’m thinkin'

I smoke the loud, I sip the drank

I keep two cups when I’m drankin' baby

84's when I’m tippin'

Got your bitch and she trippin'

My top up, now my top down

I ain’t got no time bitches

I said 84's when I’m tippin'

Got your bitch and she trippin'

My top up, now my top down

I ain’t got no time bitches

I swear Zaytoven on the track

Smug Mang where you at

Money train been running thangs

And that there’s a fact

I swear Zaytoven on the track

Smug Mang where you at

Money train been running thangs

And that there’s a fact

I got money coming in stacks

Money coming in stacks

My first alb' went multi plat'

I been been on stacks

I said I got money coming in stacks

Money coming in stacks (gold checks)

My first alb' went multi plat'

I been been on stacks

Young Memphis nigga, bitch better watch what you say

In the bat mobile letting my star tires skate

These niggas talk about me but they ain’t 'bout nothing

Niggas wanna buy lean but we charging them muscle

Got bad yellow bitch, thick bone by the muscle

I ain’t worried 'bout these niggas, give a damn if you struggle

Bitch I’m workin' hard everyday, forcin' new money

Still count old bills, nigga fuck the new hundreds, pussy!

Smuuug Muuusiiic

They call me Smug Mang, I got syrup in my mud

Young king from the north with a dirty sprite plug

And all these ratchet hoes love me cause they know what’s up

And I’m fuckin' with the money train, I’m so cashed up

Coolin' in the underground till I fuckin' blow up

And I ain’t never leave the house without my Xans and my cup

And if you really drinkin', pour some more

Northern border takin' order, they callin' Smug

Chris Travis, Mike Jones, they my down south plugs