Saint Laurent

When I get rich, I'mma rock Saint Laurent Making some money, 'cause that's what I'm on Touching a milli for my future son Close with my niggas, ain't breaking no bond Breaking the bank, 'cause I put that shit on My music setup, that shit cost me a arm Money, yeah money, I give it my all No time for a bitch, I'll talk to your tomorrow When I get rich, I'mma rock Saint Laurent Making some money, 'cause that's what I'm on Touching a milli for my future son Close with my niggas, ain't breaking no bond Breaking the bank, 'cause I put that shit on My music setup, that shit cost me a arm Money, yeah money, I give it my all No time for a bitch, I'll talk to your tomorrow Stealing your girl, yeah, man, that's what I'm on Controlling the world, yeah, man that's what I'm on Diamonds and pearls, yeah, man that's what I'm on Move like a squirrel, yeah, man that's what I'm on Gotta have money if you want some fun He scared of money, so nigga gone run Got a Toyota, that shit cost a ton You said I lost, but I already won He shot his shot at this girl and he bricked many times that, that nigga could build me a house I took this girl on a date, then we went to my crib and I told her to take off her blouse Two years ago, niggas hated my music, now niggas just love it, man, what's that about? Don't you come up to me, don't even f*ck with me, you wanna hang for the money and clout Yeah, I'm a ten out of ten And she a ten out of ten I'm scoring ten out of ten I'm getting win after win Yeah, I'm just better, I'm better than you, lil nigga, don't mean to offend Yeah, I ain't cuffin' that hoe, I ain't lovin' that hoe, I just pass to a friend When I get rich, I'mma rock Saint Laurent Making some money, 'cause that's what I'm on Touching a milli for my future son Close with my niggas, ain't breaking no bond Breaking the bank, 'cause I put that shit on My music setup, that shit cost me a arm Money, yeah money, I give it my all No time for a bitch, I'll talk to your tomorrow When I get rich, I'mma rock Saint Laurent Making some money, 'cause that's what I'm on Touching a milli for my future son Close with my niggas, ain't breaking no bond Breaking the bank, 'cause I put that shit on My music setup, that shit cost me a arm Money, yeah money, I give it my all No time for a bitch, I'll talk to your tomorrow Count with the money counter, that shit beep She got nice toes, so ice out her feet Got a fat ass, so I gave her my seed Screaming and screaming, she begging me please Rich and the fame, man, yeah, I want I want piece Trip to Miami, I'm bringing the heat Separate them like Robert E. Lee I way too different man, I'm too elite My name is Chris, man, that start with a C Turn her to water, she wet like the sea Feeling like Gunna, man, I'm way too P I'll pull your girl while I'm wearing a T Ain't in the streets, but I still got the key Niggas be bittin' off me like a flea Said that I'm chosen, so I gotta lead Prices went up, so I'm charging a fee