Moray Eels
It kind of look like well, an animal of some sort, maybe
Tell me how you feel, how you feel right now
You got that brand new Richard Mille, Richard Mille
It wrap around like Moray Eels, yeah
Now that I'm rich, I can pay for all my mama, mama's bills
Bruh, tell me how it feel
I can not keep it to myself, to myself
I got my mansion in the hills
Now that I'm rich, I can pay for all my mama, mama's bills
Bruh, tell me how it feel
With a little bit of money I'ma get me a Versace buckled belt
If I made a couple mill, I could take my whole city to the grill
When I wake up in the morning all the food in my fridge wholesale
And when I slip out of the sheets both feet touch down on the felt
I'm filthy from counting the Benjamin's
Sorting the dollars like prescription medicine
Stuffing my pockets like fish in a Pelican
No it ain't light, no Thomas Edison
All of my clothes are designer brands
You'll see me flexing and showing my muscles on Instagram
Ay, ay, I wanna Rollie that shine
The brightest one shown in the store that the buyer has
Something so dope need a wire ran, Fortune'll live on an island
I got my mama retiring, even my brother's entire camp
They're gonna pack every bag that have
And come meet me in Fiji where seagulls land
Sipping on cola with jack on the rocks, get me a straw for my tired ass
I've been working too hard, I've been working hard
Like I'm working two jobs, I've been working hard
Tell me how you feel, how you feel right now
You got that brand new Richard Mille, Richard Mille
It wrap around like Moray Eels, yeah
Now that I'm rich, I can pay for all my mama, mama's bills
Bruh, tell me how it feel
I can not keep it to myself, to myself
I got my mansion in the hills
Now that I'm rich, I can pay for all my mama, mama's bills
Bruh, tell me how it feel
Dying to put other people on, still got to make it myself
I'm trying to make it the Autobahn speeding away from the rails
I know if I'm sour, I won't last, I want my name on a gold plaque
I'd like a chain too, I feel like a king when I'm given a fistful of cash
Fortune, break it down, on your wrist like a Moray
Shoot me the praise and the accolades
Send me on tour with Tory Lanez
Lay down my vocal in WAVs, give it a name, flip it and send it to Gray
I'm 'bout to mix what I can, stick to my plan to make all of America fans
After I'm done with my set, it's back to the pad
Somebody get me a pen, get me a pen
Get me a pen, that's all I need, get me a pen
Tell me how you feel, how you feel right now
You got that brand new Richard Mille, Richard Mille
It wrap around like Moray Eels, yeah
Now that I'm rich, I can pay for all my mama, mama's bills
Bruh, tell me how it feel
I can not keep it to myself, to myself
I got my mansion in the hills
Now that I'm rich, I can pay for all my mama, mama's bills
Bruh, tell me how it feel
With a little bit of money I'ma get me a Versace buckled belt
If I made a couple mill, I could take my whole city to the grill
When I wake up in the morning all the food in my fridge wholesale
And when I slip out of the sheets both feet touch down on the felt
I'm filthy from counting the Benjamin's
Sorting the dollars like prescription medicine
Stuffing my pockets like fish in a Pelican
No it ain't light, no Thomas Edison
All of my clothes are designer brands
You'll see me flexing and showing my muscles on Instagram
Ay, ay, I wanna Rollie that shine
The brightest one shown in the store that the buyer has
Something so dope need a wire ran, Fortune'll live on an island
I got my mama retiring, even my brother's entire camp
They're gonna pack every bag that have
And come meet me in Fiji where seagulls land
Sipping on cola with jack on the rocks, get me a straw for my tired ass
I've been working too hard, I've been working hard
Like I'm working two jobs, I've been working hard
Tell me how you feel, how you feel right now
You got that brand new Richard Mille, Richard Mille
It wrap around like Moray Eels, yeah
Now that I'm rich, I can pay for all my mama, mama's bills
Bruh, tell me how it feel
I can not keep it to myself, to myself
I got my mansion in the hills
Now that I'm rich, I can pay for all my mama, mama's bills
Bruh, tell me how it feel
Dying to put other people on, still got to make it myself
I'm trying to make it the Autobahn speeding away from the rails
I know if I'm sour, I won't last, I want my name on a gold plaque
I'd like a chain too, I feel like a king when I'm given a fistful of cash
Fortune, break it down, on your wrist like a Moray
Shoot me the praise and the accolades
Send me on tour with Tory Lanez
Lay down my vocal in WAVs, give it a name, flip it and send it to Gray
I'm 'bout to mix what I can, stick to my plan to make all of America fans
After I'm done with my set, it's back to the pad
Somebody get me a pen, get me a pen
Get me a pen, that's all I need, get me a pen
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Writer(s): Jayme Katsumasa Carroll
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