CK - New Money

Mr. Big Bank

Yah yah Mr. Cool Kid on the block
Drinkin' all this lean till I throw up
Stackin' all this money got my glow up

Got money all day in my hand I'm a bank teller
Thousand dollars for the shoes Maison Margiela's
Got money all day, talkin' money all day
Pick up that bag and I blow it away candles on top of the cake
Got money all day in my hand I'm a bank teller
Thousand dollars for the shoes Maison Margiela's
Got money all day, talkin' money all day
Pick up that bag and I blow it away
Candles on top of the cake

Ten bandz twenty bandz thirty bandz mo' bandz
I took the plug from my plug
Fuck it that's mo' bandz
I took a thirty Copped me a birdie
You niggas playin'
I really ball in that jersey
Fuck it he want it I serve 'em
Codine spill when I'm swervin'
I take the money and splurge it
Drip hella wet I be surfin'
Yo money tight, Virgin
I get the money and light up the team
Bring out the foreign's and fuck up the streets
When in Miami im drippin' Gelato
I got the cream
I talk to mami in Spanish
She introduced me to Pablo My closet filled with designers
Looking like I run up the lotto
I pop a pill and go hard on a Molly
She give me head on the jet
I bet it all on myself
Interscope ran up the check

Got money all day in my hand I'm a bank teller
Thousand dollars for the shoes Maison Margiela's
Got money all day, talkin' money all day
Pick up that bag and I blow it away candles on top of the cake
Got money all day in my hand I'm a Bank teller
Thousand dollars for the shoes Maison Margiela's
Got Money all day, talkin' money all day
Pick up that bag and I blow it away candles on top of the cake

I move them blocks lego
Mami that block fuego
My hustle hella competitive And y'all niggas stuck on a sedative
Work in the pot watch it harden
I drop 60 in New Orleans
I got a plan like Carlitos
Hood nigga work with them dracos
Jump in that car and I go
That's why they call it a ghost
That's how you run up a bag
Showin' my ass doin' the most
fuck it it's 50 a show
That's how we never go broke
And all of my niggas we eat
We really came from the streets

Got money all day in my hand I'm a bank teller
Thousand dollars for the shoes Maison Margiela's
Got money all day, talkin' money all day
Pick up that bag and I blow it away candles on top of the cake
Got money all day in my hand I'm a Bank teller
Thousand dollars for the shoes Maison Margiela's
Got Money all day, talking money all day
Pick up that bag and I blow it away candles on top of the cake

I got a lotta doe call it the recipe
Addin' up this lettuce blowin' sesame
The streets show me love they keep blessin' me
I keep the draco who wanta test a g
Fresh up outta court to the airport
Fresh up off the jet to the jetski
I let her ride the surfboard 'till she OD
I sell a lot of bells I got the recipe

Got money all day in my hand I'm a bank teller
Thousand dollars for the shoes Maison Margiela's
Got money all day, talkin' money all day
Pick up that bag and I blow it away candles on top of the cake
Got money all day in my hand I'm a Bank teller

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Writer(s): Jahrri Wright
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