Money on Me
I got all this money on me
I got all these bands on me
I got them Ben Franklins on me
I got all these bitches on me
I got all this money on me
I got all these bands on me
I got them Ben Franklins on me
I got all these bitches on me
I got all this cash on me
I rock designer shit, I'm popping tags homie
I don't carry wallets, I keep them stacks on me
I hit the mall and spend a couple racks homie
Rockin' True Religion, got them tags on me
Got a bad bitch, she got a ass homie
She wanna fuck me cause I got some cash on me
Only want the top, ain't tryna smash, homie
Bitch I'm Smoke Supreme my life a movie
Pop a couple pills, see what it do to me
Xanny bars and lean got me acting stupid
I just fucked your bitch I got her hella juicy
Smokin' on this dope, this shit blue dream
Pour a four of that purple and I'm snoozing
Don't fuck with my team, we like to shoot things
Hit you with that tec or with that uzi
I got all this money on me
I got all these bands on me
I got them Ben Franklins on me
I got all these bitches on me
I got all this cash on me
I rock designer shit, I'm popping tags homie
I don't carry wallets, I keep them stacks on me
I hit the mall and spend a couple racks homie
I got all these bands on me
I got them Ben Franklins on me
I got all these bitches on me
I got all this money on me
I got all these bands on me
I got them Ben Franklins on me
I got all these bitches on me
I got all this cash on me
I rock designer shit, I'm popping tags homie
I don't carry wallets, I keep them stacks on me
I hit the mall and spend a couple racks homie
Rockin' True Religion, got them tags on me
Got a bad bitch, she got a ass homie
She wanna fuck me cause I got some cash on me
Only want the top, ain't tryna smash, homie
Bitch I'm Smoke Supreme my life a movie
Pop a couple pills, see what it do to me
Xanny bars and lean got me acting stupid
I just fucked your bitch I got her hella juicy
Smokin' on this dope, this shit blue dream
Pour a four of that purple and I'm snoozing
Don't fuck with my team, we like to shoot things
Hit you with that tec or with that uzi
I got all this money on me
I got all these bands on me
I got them Ben Franklins on me
I got all these bitches on me
I got all this cash on me
I rock designer shit, I'm popping tags homie
I don't carry wallets, I keep them stacks on me
I hit the mall and spend a couple racks homie
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Writer(s): Connor Maxwell
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