Money Talks Lyrics

Say you wanted a trapper while you got one

Told my girl I put the perks down I might pop one

I heard these Niggas want beef but we got guns

Ain't talking bout wings you can catch a hot one

Heard These niggas sending threats I ain't got time for it

On the internet they need to come outside more

Money talks tell that nigga "be quiet boy"

Born broke no way that imma die poor

I get high It ain't xans I'm popping

You can smell the loud right when I walk in

215 leave a boy white chalking

Hit a stain outta town then the kid go shopping

Imma young rich nigga heard they get tryna get me gone

I don't really give a fuck I'm still riding right or wrong

I could Take all the that pain and put that shit into song

I might not get famous but I'm never falling off

20k on house arrest tell who could do it better

I could never be the nigga sitting broke I'd get fed up

Foot up on they neck no I promise I can't let up

Just talked to midnight the other day keep your head up

Still waiting for the dawgs to come home I can't lack

Staring at these hunnids think I made it off crack

Don't believe it this is fact

You was scared to flip a pack

I started getting money I don't know how to act

Up the score

Check the stats

I ain't never looking back

Bitch want my last told her I can't get attached

I'm tryna get a bag I might leave you in the past

My hustle an addiction and I love to relapse

Say you wanted a trapper while you got one

Told my girl I put the perks down I might pop one

I heard these Niggas want beef but we got guns

Ain't talking bout wings you can catch a hot one

These niggas sending threats I ain't got time for it

On the internet they need to come outside more

Money talks tell that nigga "be quiet boy"

Born broke ain't no way that imma die poor

These niggas bitch made

I had to switch lanes

Go broke I'll bet it all on my wrist game

I been paid I don't care what a bitch say

Acting deaf but they gone hear what the switch say

My niggas locked in

I'm getting money give a fuck aboutta top ten

These niggas quick to call you "fam" but we not kin

How are you tryna play the game and do not win

Yo Everything authentic nah I can't do the fake shit

Bitch I'm tryna fuck I don't do the date shit

Rather hit the trap late night grave shit

I've been Putting in work while they putting in statements

The pot I might need another wrist

seen ur girl staring you need to hold ur bitch

If you run with my work you better buy a stick

And I go broke then a nigga taking hits

Say you wanted a trapper while you got one

Told my girl I put the perks down I might pop one

I heard these Niggas want beef but we got guns

Ain't talking bout wings you can catch a hot one

These niggas sending threats I ain't got time for it

On the internet they need to come outside more

Money talks tell that nigga "be quiet boy"

Born broke ain't no way that imma die poor