Money Bags Lyrics

Graveyard shift

Graveyard shift, yeah

Spittin' graveyard shit

Graveyard, graveyard

Yeah, money bag

Money bag, money

Money

Money bags, under my eyes

Money bags under my eyes

Got the money bags, under my eyes

Money bags under my eyes

All I know is grind

All I know is grind

It be that paper chasin' time

I'm never far behind

I know dudes that's livin' life ruthless

Better hope the seeds that you plant bear fruit, bitch

Nah them ain't my homies

They my brothers, no Judas

You should get a clue, trick

We ain't ever losin'

Made a fuckin' promise to myself, and I won't break it

Looked my homie in his face and said "We gon' make it"

I be feelin' blessed

You be feelin' forsaken

Thumbin' through a stack, and got ya bitch butt naked

Face it, lately, they been talkin' crazy

Buddy got the mad face

Still it never phase me

Count it up and spend it

Count it up and save it

T'so creepin' on a come up

And I know you hate it

'Cause I got that tunnel vision on the bread

Pockets hungry, need 'em fed

I could never be misled

Or let shit get to my head

Fifty times two, I keep it

Iris turnin' green, I need it

Greatest of all time, I be it

You don't need a scope to see that

Money bags, under my eyes

Money bags under my eyes

Money bags, under my eyes

Money bags under my eyes

Money bags, under my eyes

Money bags under my eyes

Money bags, under my eyes

Money bags under my eyes

Baby I'm fresh, like I just came out the package

All about my coleslaw, carrots, and the cabbage

We ain't even smokin' if the weed is only average

They say gas rises, well I'm higher than the attic

I been grindin' OT, hustle baby o.D

Then I'm lightin' up a bleezy to reward me, yeah

I got dollars signs all up in my optics

Mad drug flippin' and finessin' all the opp's, shit

Yea I see 'em watchin'

Tell 'em bring their squadron

All kinda eyes on my crew 'cause we poppin'

Shawty jumped ship

Now I'm flexin' with my options

Bet that they can see me 'cause I'm glowin' and I'm vibrant (hey, hey)

And I'm vibin' (hey, hey)

And I'm stylin' (hey, hey)

My homies ridin' (hey)

You must be out your noggin

Money bags, under my eyes

Money bags under my eyes

Money bags, under my eyes

Money bags under my eyes

Money bags, under my eyes

Money bags under my eyes

Money bags, under my eyes

Money bags under my eyes