money (feat. nxydo & llaurenfr)
Woah-oh (Woah)
Woah (Woah-oh)
Woah (Woah-oh)
Yeah, pull up in a coupe, fuckin' on a Jew
Yeah, pull up with some sticks, yeah, pull up wit' the crew
Best believe when we spin yo' block, we takin' some loot
Me and Elapid pull up to the function sippin' on see forty-two, woah
My baby momma was actin' up so I shot her with a thirty-two, woah
Fuckin' on a MILF, yeah, she was about fifty-two, what, yeah
And when I see Ray's mom, I'm fuckin' her in the ooh
Woah
Woah-oh-oh
I'm fuckin' on your mom too
Got a stick, load it wit' that forty-two
Shoot it at your shit, shoot it at your boo
I got the shit, I got the money too
Stackin' my shit, got you sick, like the flu
All this money on me, pull up in a coupe
I-I-I got the hoes, I got the money too
And I really wanted them
Like, I signed myself up, I signed my entire fucking family up and I didn't win them
And that's like the only thing that I want
I just want to see Taylor Swift and I didn't get them
Fuck all the people who hated on me
I'm in Miami fuckin' on yo' daddy
I just got a new house word to my mami
Bitch, I'm rich, yeah, these slides are Marni
Me and my bitches fucking up all y'all parties
Yeah, 'cause we too lit
Me and my hoes at the red light flashin' our tits
Bitch, I'm at Rolling Loud opening all these pits
I just pulled up to yo' baby daddy crib
Fuckin' dip, then I skrt off in my brand new whip