Luv Tha Money

Quilly where the base at? Runnin' to the bankroll all damn day Gotta get these stank hoes out my face You know when the money come then the bitches come But I am too young for a wife okay? Bitch I wanna live my life okay I could never be your god damn bae wish on the stars in the god damn wraith Girl I know I'm not wrong when I say You love me like I love the money You love me like I love the money You love me like I love the money You love me like I love the money Y-you want me like I want the money You want me to want you but I don't I want my dough, yeah Baby what you want? You can't be my broad, you can't be my slatt Too many niggas got different agendas the money got my back Do you wanna know how much I made today? I just spent 50g's it was a light stack Nigga all of my VVS's bite back Hoppin' up out of that whip I'm counting my racks I swear I'm going crazy I don't bank with Chase, the bank it chase me And I want a new AP all this money I make now they wanna slay me And my pockets be green with money And these niggas green with envy And these crispy blue hunnids is tempting When I'm seeing red let it empty, yeah I just might go drop a bag on Balenci I been putting my trust in these pretty blue benjis Nigga who the f*ck said money don't make you happy? Got a smile on my face when I stack it and flip it I just count up all day bitch I'm sybarite livin' It's gon ruin my day if I don't got my digits If the money change on me then you could be my wife But I know the money ain't switching Runnin' to the bankroll all damn day Gotta get these stank hoes out my face You know when the money come then the bitches come But I am too young for a wife, okay? Bitch I wanna live my life okay I could never be your god damn bae wish on the stars in the god damn wraith Girl I know I'm not wrong when I say You love me like I love the money You love me like I love the money You love me like I love the money You love me like I love the money Y-you want me like I want the money You want me to want you but I don't I want my dough, yeah Might have to start fuckin' with crypto Stuffing all these racks in these Girbauds You niggas dilettante and it shows Make it, stack it, flip it all I know- oh Baby if you really want me you'd settle for being a hoe, you ain't on that shit I do not like using twenty's cus Harriet Tubman, her face still ain't on that shit These niggas thought it was rented Brand new Lamborghini I bought that shit Gettin' money, you never was taught that shit Got a gun you ain't even gon draw that shit like Big big money these ain't no pennies bae Niggas don't even be counting up anyway Gettin' this fetty like 1738 Money the reason for boosts in the murder rate Money make the world go round Money make ya girl go down What's that sound? If you ain't know then you know now Runnin' to the bankroll all damn day Gotta get these stank hoes out my face You know when the money come then the bitches come But I am too young for a wife, okay? Bitch I wanna live my life okay I could never be your god damn bae wish on the stars in the god damn wraith Girl I know I'm not wrong when I say You love me like I love the money You love me like I love the money You love me like I love the money You love me like I love the money Y-you want me like I want the money You want me to want you but I don't I want my dough, yeah