Pusha T - Lunch Money (Lyrics)

[Hook]

Yeah, I'm taking niggas' lunch money

Too bad, I was fucking hungry

Real niggas don't notice you

I'm the only dopeboy quotable

[Verse 1]

Mami tryna land a Sinatra

So she don't fuck niggas with Apple watches

Cause Rolex shopping is more exciting

Shout out to dopeboy LED 16 swipers

Howard homecoming kingpins

Movie on my neck with the screen gems

Me and my nigga havin' bottle wars

40 thousand on the floor when them bottles pour

Spill, nigga, a Blu Ray to your DVD

You might've caught me on TMZ

Cameo tryna sue a nigga (fuck 'em)

Cuz I party hard like it's three of me

America's still abusing us

And 9/11 is the Ku Klux

So why wouldn't I fire back

When everyday them niggas shooting us?

True enough, I'm out of line

You better stand for something before you out of time

This is

[Verse 2]

Pocket get me everything I want

Riding 'round with Miguel Cotto in the trunk

What I'm cooking in the kitchen, niggas

Bobby Brown, New Edition, niggas

What I'm wearing in this blizzard, nigga

Mink, leather or it's lizard, nigga

St. Laurent, I'm in all layers

The mannequin to you ballplayers

Shout out my Mac 11 monster

Grew up on Nintendo playing Contra

And though that nigga only 5'9

100 bodies on his timeline

What's the price of success?

Lost my bitch, bought a chef

The 911 cost 211

Watch looking like a jeweler's heaven

Hottest 7, I'm so alive

Your bank account Swiss, nigga, so is mine

This is crime by design

If the crown ain't mine tell me who am I behind

[Hook]