Zain2Faded, Don Fabi - Scared Money Lyrics

Scared
Scared money don't make no money
Cause It's broke
And I used to have love
But it dwindled man it's gone
That's a player in a polo neck
In the polo playa
Swerving like he on a photo set
Dunk like where's the lay up
And all that talk I ain't into that
Ya'll boys on the Internet
I give through ball that you couldn't intercept
I be on some other shit
They be on that nonchalant
I be like yo what you doing
They be like I'm chilling man
They be like yo what you doing
I said I ain't dead yet
So we make another flip
We finna get our bread ye
I'm tryna tell em
Scared money don't make no money
Cause It's broke
And I used to have love
But it dwindled man it's gone
Scared money don't make no money
Cause It's broke
And I used to have love
But it dwindled man it's gone
Yea yea yeah
Tryna get that bag yeah
Tryna get that cash yeah
Tryna get the racks yea
Don Fabiola
That boy never lack yea
Got coins in the sack yeah
My side on my back yeah
Like piggy back
Can't phikisa that (aye)
This slap like a bitch slap
Before she get anything I make that bitch phaphata
Step into this place and then gwa bata
Blizzard boy
Plomo or the plata
Dressed to kill ke tlao zata
Ha ha ha
Laughing with the banker
(Ahhhh)
If that kucci good I thank her
Scared money never doubled for nobody
And we tryna double up don't be selfish nge mali
(with the guala)
Scared
Scared money don't make no money
It's broke
And I used to have love
But it dwindled man it's gone
Scared money don't make no money
It's broke
And I used to have love
But it dwindled man it's gone

Scared
Scared money don't make no money
Cause It's broke
And I used to have love
But it dwindled man it's gone
That's a player in a polo neck
In the polo playa
Swerving like he on a photo set
Dunk like where's the lay up
And all that talk I ain't into that
Ya'll boys on the Internet
I give through ball that you couldn't intercept
I be on some other shit
They be on that nonchalant
I be like yo what you doing
They be like I'm chilling man
They be like yo what you doing
I said I ain't dead yet
So we make another flip
We finna get our bread ye
I'm tryna tell em
Scared money don't make no money
Cause It's broke
And I used to have love
But it dwindled man it's gone
Scared money don't make no money
Cause It's broke
And I used to have love
But it dwindled man it's gone
Yea yea yeah
Tryna get that bag yeah
Tryna get that cash yeah
Tryna get the racks yea
Don Fabiola
That boy never lack yea
Got coins in the sack yeah
My side on my back yeah
Like piggy back
Can't phikisa that (aye)
This slap like a bitch slap
Before she get anything I make that bitch phaphata
Step into this place and then gwa bata
Blizzard boy
Plomo or the plata
Dressed to kill ke tlao zata
Ha ha ha
Laughing with the banker
(Ahhhh)
If that kucci good I thank her
Scared money never doubled for nobody
And we tryna double up don't be selfish nge mali
(with the guala)
Scared
Scared money don't make no money
It's broke
And I used to have love
But it dwindled man it's gone
Scared money don't make no money
It's broke
And I used to have love
But it dwindled man it's gone