money v2 (feat. nxydo)

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 C42, woah My baby momma was actin' up so I shot her with a .32, woah Fuckin' on a MILF, yeah, she was about 52, 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 .42 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 Oh-ho-oh-oh I fucked that bitch in the back of the whip Pull up wit' that FN, pull up wit' that brand new stick I got the shit, pull up with a brand new bitch Fuckin' on a ho, you know she not worth shit Yeah, I got the money, yeah, I got the money Diamonds on my wrist, shining bright, like it's sunny She told me to take it slow, like we in some honey Pull up wit' a AR-15, shit ain't funny Hell nah, this not a joke, hell nah, shit ain't funny And me and Nxydo still smokin' the Easter Bunny