Money All on Me
I got money all in my pocket, money all in my wallet
Money coming to me and there ain't no way to stop it
I got money all on my neck, money all on my feet
I got money all on my wrist, call that clocking cheese
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
Money on me like an ATM
No I don't do friends but I do them dead presidents
Talking bout money you talking my lingo
Tryna stack my chips ain't talking bout pringles
Shame on these lil boys tryna steal my styllo
Couldn't build me up with a lifetime of leggos
Tryna copy my flow like they sponsored from kinkos
Must be doing something right, imma just keep on winning like bingo
I don just got paid, I don blew the whole check
Ain't tripping cuz I know I got mo and I might just wanna do it all again
Like Big Sean I'm all about mula, just like Tunechi ain't got no worries
When I ball imma drop 25 in a quarter, call me Fitted Boy L A Curry
I got money all in my pocket, money all in my wallet
Money coming to me and there ain't no way to stop it
I got money all on my neck, money all on my feet
I got money all on my wrist, call that clocking cheese
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
That money I get it, that money I throw it
When you hit that stage, just know imma throw some mo
Then get it right back, like it's on repeat
Got that boomerang money that mean when I throw it guaranteed it's coming back to me
Money stretch out like a welcome mat laid out
So in love with the bread I'm tryna get whole wheat to sponsor me now
Made a lil name for myself now it ain't no secret your girl want me now
I might hit a few times and knock the kitty out for the 10 count
Yea I got 10s, 20s
Yea I got 50s, yea I got 100s
Tryna stay fresh like Bankroll hot boy yea I'm so hot burning up like a oven
Drop sumn on my neck like it ain't nothing
Drop sumn on my wrist like it ain't nothing
Drop sumn on my feet like it ain't nothing when it come to the money I'm running
I got money all in my pocket, money all in my wallet
Money coming to me and there ain't no way to stop it
I got money all on my neck, money all on my feet
I got money all on my wrist, call that clocking cheese
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
Money coming to me and there ain't no way to stop it
I got money all on my neck, money all on my feet
I got money all on my wrist, call that clocking cheese
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
Money on me like an ATM
No I don't do friends but I do them dead presidents
Talking bout money you talking my lingo
Tryna stack my chips ain't talking bout pringles
Shame on these lil boys tryna steal my styllo
Couldn't build me up with a lifetime of leggos
Tryna copy my flow like they sponsored from kinkos
Must be doing something right, imma just keep on winning like bingo
I don just got paid, I don blew the whole check
Ain't tripping cuz I know I got mo and I might just wanna do it all again
Like Big Sean I'm all about mula, just like Tunechi ain't got no worries
When I ball imma drop 25 in a quarter, call me Fitted Boy L A Curry
I got money all in my pocket, money all in my wallet
Money coming to me and there ain't no way to stop it
I got money all on my neck, money all on my feet
I got money all on my wrist, call that clocking cheese
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
That money I get it, that money I throw it
When you hit that stage, just know imma throw some mo
Then get it right back, like it's on repeat
Got that boomerang money that mean when I throw it guaranteed it's coming back to me
Money stretch out like a welcome mat laid out
So in love with the bread I'm tryna get whole wheat to sponsor me now
Made a lil name for myself now it ain't no secret your girl want me now
I might hit a few times and knock the kitty out for the 10 count
Yea I got 10s, 20s
Yea I got 50s, yea I got 100s
Tryna stay fresh like Bankroll hot boy yea I'm so hot burning up like a oven
Drop sumn on my neck like it ain't nothing
Drop sumn on my wrist like it ain't nothing
Drop sumn on my feet like it ain't nothing when it come to the money I'm running
I got money all in my pocket, money all in my wallet
Money coming to me and there ain't no way to stop it
I got money all on my neck, money all on my feet
I got money all on my wrist, call that clocking cheese
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
I got money all on me, money all on me, I got money all on me, money all on me
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Writer(s): Johaven Thomas
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