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 F*ck 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