Major Money Moves (Radio Edit)

She gone drop it like its hot
On the stop when i pull in the drop
Ain't no capping f*** the ops
We be balling watch you flop
In my lane shoot my shot
Let a hater try the squad
Make it rain like I'm God
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Money money money money money money money
Stack to the ceiling twenties fifties and them hundreds
Diamonds on my neck dripping water like its flooded
Keep the glizzy with me case a n****run up on me
Money money money money money money money
You a broke nigga you joke nigga you funny
Got a bad b**** with a phat a**no stomach
And I keep the glizzy with me when I pull up in the foreign

52-0 winning all year long
If you ain't talking money
Why you dial my phone
If you ain't talking money
You gone get the dial tone
I just want the fruit
From the seeds I sown
Riding round wit my top down
Ten toes and I stayed down
I was broke then but I'm straight now
Holy cow eating steak now
Vybe nation is the play now
You ain't talking bout no money n****
I cannot translate now

Money money money money money money money
Stack it to the ceiling twenties fifties and them hundreds
Diamonds on my neck dripping water like its flooded
Keep the glizzy with me case a n****run up on me
Money money money money money money money
You broke n**** you joke n**** you funny
Got a bad b**** with a phat a** no stomach
And I keep the glizzy with me when i pull up in the foreign

Run up on me n****
I'm a make you famous
Banger on my hip
One up in the chamber
put your face on a blank sheet of paper
It's a major money caper
We don't no money favors
Wrist look like a glacier
If you owe me n*****
Better pay up
There is no finesse
When you grinding for success
All the b******* you kicking n*****
I am unimpressed
When I pull on your h** a**
Boy I'm aiming at your had
You a bird b***** n*****
Eating edges of the bread
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Money money money money money money money
Stack it to the ceiling twenties fifties and them hundreds
Diamonds on my neck dripping water like it's floodedd
Keep the glizzy with me case a n***** run up on me
Money money money money money money money
You a broke n**** you joke n**** you funny
Got a bad b***** with a phat a** no stomach
And I keep the glizzy with me when I pull up in the foreign

Perignon the God I'm the one
Show you how to get it done
Ain't no fun
When the rabbit got the gun
Pull up on you like I'm Clay
Or I'm Curry in a hurry
11:30 you'll get buried
You can say I did you dirty
Counting money by the sums
Paper cuts on my thumbs
Shorty we were having fun
Micheal Jackson wit the glove
F*** around a fall in love
With a n***** from a city
Where they bop with a diddy
And the stove set on fifty