Nillionaire

(All you do is talk about money, that's all you do) (Well, bitch, I need it) (KATO on the track bi-) Another fucking bill, man I can't afford this shit Yeah Broke boy Just pulled up to the drive-thru (skrt skrt) Line is short like haiku, so I placed my order I think the price is high, no? I keep scratching my head till I'm bald like Caillou Must be lied to ,only order fries, dude Go through my quarter pile Nickels, dimes, I scrape up and pull around the side Chick in the window, angry eyes As I hand her at least like thirty five Roosevelt coins says to me, just give her time She come back saying, broke, little boy Laughs at me Tells me I'm short by nine little pennies But she say she like charity, so it's fine Know what they say What they say? More money, more problemos (Nillionaire) You broke then put your hand up There ain't nothing wrong with rentals (Nillionaire) Put another hand up if you can't afford your dental (Nillionaire) And jump around if you walk to the beat of your own tempo (Nillionaire) (Jump, Jump) Pulled off in my hooptie sedan Center console loose The only thing holding my damn trunk together Two screws, I think I'm screwed B And that's saying it loosely In hot water and I ain't got no damn jacuzzi And how the f*ck do All these bitches turn out to be such floozies Dropped the hoes and I regained focus Dropped the smoke and I still stay potent Ten toes down, but I stay floating Yeah, I drink but these days who don't and Mental health? Don't ask, stay quiet Therapy? They suggest I try it Did it twice both times ain't like it Sick since six, R.I.P. Bray Wyatt Zoloft and Smirnoff to avoid the tears, woah woah Yeah, I spit "Money Talks" I still need a car note, note Broke boy mixed with real and fake gold, gold Surrounded by the girls But they all just go-gos Ready, set, go, go Income, still need some I'm fiending for green, son Demons unleashed, keys to my Nissan Something's between the teeth It won't turn like a zombie vaccine So I-T won't start ignition Job, I need one Single to hit So I got KATO on the beat, son But I need the receipt for my tax write-off Labels won't sign off these Independent still on the scene Rep HaterHaterz, HZ-HZ DMs full of OnlyFan biddies Saying to me, "pay me, pay me" Bitch, shut the f*ck up If I could, I wouldn't I would stack up all the skrilla and buy some dumb shit I shouldn't Know what they say What they say? More money, more problemos (Nillionaire) You broke then put your hand up There ain't nothing wrong with rentals (Nillionaire) Put another hand up if you can't afford your dental (Nillionaire) And jump around if you walk to the beat of your own tempo (Nillionaire) (Jump, Jump)