MONEY UP

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, mmm
Bitch I went and got my money up, yeah not my funny up
Yeah, I'm finna hop in a Track, yeah I'm finna run it up
Yeah, they tryna go band-for-band, but can't get a hunnid' up
Uh, she want me to get her a bag, but I ain't dumb enough
Number NINE fit with the CD Garçon
That nigga broke, he gon' live off a loan
Mixing the Helmut Lang with the Vlone
She eat me up right inside of her home
You wanna try get me off of the throne
Say what you want, this is off of the dome
All of y'all niggas are bunches of clones
I make a new one, they copy my flow
Remember when I started, niggas was hating
I'm going up for the top, yeah I'ma make it
And if I give you my heart, you gon' take it
You done put me against everyone, look who made it
All of this come from the heart
Everyone shadows they been in the dark
I left that bitch, she ain't doing her part
I think I shoulda just left from the start
Shoulda listened to my friends
Least' they wanna see me win
I'll never let you in
And you finna make me sin
I know how you feel but it ain't my fault
We been deep so long, don't wanna let it go
I'm just tryna get some bands
And I finally got the chance
We was finna make some plans
But you left it in the sand
Simply can't erase you from my mind
I hope if I go, you'll be fine
I'll meet you out there, give me time
And I've been for real, I won't lie
Bitch I went and got my money up, yeah not my funny up
Yeah, I'm finna hop in a Track, yeah I'm finna run it up
Yeah, they tryna go band-for-band, but can't get a hunnid' up
Uh, she want me to get her a bag, but I ain't dumb enough
Number NINE fit with the CD Garçon
That nigga broke, he gon' live off a loan
Mixing the Helmut Lang with the Vlone
She eat me up right inside of her home
You wanna try get me off of the throne
Say what you want, this is off of the dome
All of y'all niggas are bunches of clones
I make a new one, they copy my flow