M.O.M.

This what I feel like today Mmm-mm-mhm It's DaKingSean back again for another one (Bap bap bap bap bap) I feel like I'm made of money Got gold diggers looking for me I feel like I'm made of money Stacking bread and this shit crummy I feel like I'm made of money Got yo niggas hitting for me I feel like I'm made of money Yes the other side is sunny I feel like I'm made of money I got bitches going dummy I feel like I'm made of money Got yo niggas hitting for me (Bap bap) I feel like I'm made of money Smoking ganga, sticky, gummy I feel like I'm made on money, spent a whole rack on bitch (Woo) Wipe my ass with a hundred cuz I'm on my cash shit (Woo) (Ugh) I being spending money watch me ice my bitches collar Richer than a baller Richer than a scholar Sitting on some money and a nigga feel like nine feet taller Oh my God Oh my God Check it I'm a lone wolf with a clique (With a clique) I'm a hitter with a stick (With a stick) A magician with a trick (With a trick) I'm a dealer with a brick (With a brick) I feel like I'm made of everything that make the fucking world go round Swimming in the money I hope I get lost and never found Put my heart up in this shit going beat for beat and pound for pound And I won't ever stop until I'm six feet in the fucking ground I feel like I'm made of paper (Paper) I feel like I'm made of cash (Cash) Put the money in the bag (Bag) Bitch I'm taking out the trash (Trash) I feel like I'm made of paper (Paper) I feel like I'm made of cash (Cash) Put the money in the bag nigga (Bag) Then I do the dash (Dash) I feel like I'm made of money nigga Fanning fucking hundreds nigga (Fucking hundreds) (Ha ha) I got fucking bands nigga (Fucking bands) Like carrying bags of sand nigga I might just cop some Roleys Twenty-four karats just like Kobe (Kobe) Got five rings just like Kobe (Kobe) And to think you still don't me I feel like I'm made of money Smell like paper my nose runny I feel like I'm made of money Snort some white off snow bunny I feel like I'm made of money Smell like paper my nose runny I feel like I'm made of money Snort some white off snow bunny I feel like a hundred bucks Put my face up on bill I am a fucking legend Like we firing at Will Taking shots all for the gram With some money in my hand With my feet all the sand Shit, this pic worth like a band (Say cheese) Making any bitch a Stan Yours would do if she can (She would) All the other bitches talking bout "this slut all with mans" You see all this fucking paper nigga stack it to the fan (Woo) All this fucking cash money I feel just like Birdman (Young Money) And I ain't in a 'Gatti yet but you can bet we manifest (Skrt skrt) Looking at my life I had back then would leave you unimpressed (It's King Time) Now the jeans bussin, safe bussin, all this cash I'm stuffing I'ma spender so I'm leaving how I started so with nothing Tip a red bitch with some blue hundreds in her pink thong (Woo) We both get to seeing dead folk when they play DaKingSean (King Time) I feel like I'm made of paper (Paper) I feel like I'm made of cash (Cash) Put the money in the bag (Bag) Bitch I'm taking out the trash (Trash) I feel like I'm made of paper (Paper) I feel like I'm made of cash (Cash) Put the money in the bag nigga (Bag) Then I do the dash (We out)