money Lyrics

My pockets run deeper than a wishing well

If I fall, would you catch me at my lowest

These days in summer, it put me through hell

Give me some time, I need to cool down

Look, can you meet me in the winter if you feel alone

Or do you plan to never call and leave me on my own

A nigga like me needs some gold an upper-echelon

They ain't get it so I create me a telethon

Fast cars, Rarities, Lamborghinis and them Hellcats

You ain't talking bout shit unless its bout the Zelle app

I take any form of payment, don't get it confused I'm not here for the views

I just came to get a bag, I'm not here for the views

I ain't come here to lose shit, I'm just checking for clues

Who you come to amuse?

Have you left with the blues

It's just me and my crew, have to tighten them screws up

We running them bands up

We running them bands up

When they musty ass scrolling, I know they can't stand us

Well bitch, I'm famously infamous, you can't understand us

These little nappy headed niggas, they think they can brand us

I got my bitch, Gigi i ain't talking Hadid

Get money summer

I ain't talking bout you what a bummer

I can never get attached

Not a lover

Is there something that we want

It's money, money, money, money

It's money, money, money, money