MOOLAH (feat. Tilghost)

Yuh yuh yuh yuh Fucking tonight (Ah) In the room, bitch pussy tight (Ah) I got me some cash (Ah) Spent bout a band on some light (Ah) Spent bout a band on some bright (Ah) Spent bout a band on my sight (Ah) I'm makin' it work (Huh yeah) I'm makin' it right (Huh yeah) I'm goin to work (Huh yeah) I'm makin' that moolah (Yeah) Shawty she askin' me for the new purse Baby I got the Gouda (Huh yeah) Huh yeah I got the gouda (Huh) Spent bout a rack on a toola (Huh) Pull up on me ima shoota (Huh) Pull up on me ima loota (Huh) Huh huh huh yeah Pull up on me ima loota Pull up on me I be suited Pull up on me I be zooted Pull up on me I be booted Pull up me I be routin Rootin' for the cash for the moolah Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (Yeah, he cool but I'm cooler) Rootin' for the cash for the moolah Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (Got a pack with a toola) Rootin' for the cash for the moolah Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (F*ck with me, you a foola) Rootin' for the cash for the moolah Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (Nah, I ain't a shoota) I'm rootin' for the cash for the moolah Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (Yeah) I'm rootin' for the cash for the moolah Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (Yeah) (Yeah) Young nigga, I be rootin' for the cash (Yuh) I ain't droppin' D but I'll do it for a bag (Yuh) Itchy ass tee got me stretchin' my collar I be fuckin' up my shirts cause I'm pullin' on the tag ( Aight, okay) I'm a cool lil kid from the west (Okay) Sixteen but I'm doin' it the best (Okay) Whole week I ain't do nothin' but rest up How I get home and I missed three tests? (No way) Sum like a fossil, I get dirty Trust the lord, I'm never worried (I know, they don't get it) Call my lyrics ammunition If that's the case, you know I'm mufuckin' loaded I'm gone off the Za, I be mufuckin' floatin' (Wee) We laughin' and shit I be mufuckin rollin' (Hahaha) Tellin' these jokes I be mufuckin' trollin' (Old ugly ah ha) I'm geekin' like your boy allergic to pollen (Achoo) I'm sneezin She leavin She go dummy every time I beat it I get on We be gettin' that moolah We gettin' that cash forreal My brother's a shoota He gon' get on yo ass forreal Pop a nigga like he poppin' a pill Independent, won't be signin' a deal I'm introverted I ain't tryna chill I'm such a lagger, I be lyin' forreal I go out of my mind (Word) I ain't wastin' my time with your bitch (No bitch) Why these nigga's beyond steppin' out of line Every time I rhyme it's a hit Why these lil nigga's cryin, I ain't even tryin This some shit yo mama can spit (On P) (Ay It's Lil Dom in this bitch) This shit too easy, anybody can spit on a beat Yuh yuh yuh yuh Fucking tonight (Ah) In the room, bitch pussy tight (That bitch pussy tight) I got me some cash (Ah) Spent bout a band on some light (Cash) Spent bout a band on some bright (Ah) Spent bout a band on my sight (Ah) (On God) I'm makin' it work (Huh yeah) I'm makin' it right (Huh yeah) I'm goin to work (Huh yeah) I'm makin' that moolah (Yeah) Shawty she askin' me for that new purse Baby I got the Gouda (Huh yeah) Huh yeah I got the gouda (Huh) Spent bout a rack on a toola (Huh) Pull up on me ima shoota (Huh) Pull up on me ima loota (Huh) Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah