Smell Like Money
Let me hear ya say daddys home
I'm on my throne on my who to kill next shit
I spill yo blood you spill my blood
I'm just a little more desperate
My drip just sparkle I bust them nuts she say thats champagne
And I spit this thunder I strike like lightning
And thats on gang gang
Pull up diamonds flashing
Know you see this drip yes Im cocky
Boss bitch my God and they could never stop me
I smell like money and this punani worth a trillion dollars
And I know I see you looking and I know you wanna holla
Looka that sexy spicy tropicana
Flew her in straight from havana
From the private jet to the lamborghini
Girl twerk on me drop that bikini
And Im hitting her like a spiked martini
This codine hitting like whodini
Trillion dollar dreams we loco
Vacay in in acapulco
You know I been getting money all about taking over
Like them cash money millionaires like some no limit soldiers
Dont you swing yo whip in my lane
Unless you got eight figures
Put some mafucken respect on my name
And dont you blame that liquor
Im a genius with that temper tantrum
This that anthem this that go hard
I taste like gold Im diamond flavored
I smell like money I look like God
So this this is heaven living legend
This that concert look like showtime
Put the clip in the nine and spill some red wine
Got ya looking down that barrel see that sunshine
Then Im back to the Benz then to the yacht
Spark up that gasoline with the vodka shots
Cruising gotta keep that tool golden rule
I'm here to take the bank and I want my paper pronto
Illuminate moula and I hit like casablanko
Filthy nasty boss of all these bosses
Ferrari you cant pass me cause I take no shorts or losses
Yeah Im in my bag and Im eating red bone and she got me skeeting
And I gave my vow to the mob so you know you goin be leaking
Im addicted to murder I'm geeking never not pistol packing
Caughtem lacking head cracking
And yah Im just goin keep on stacking
You know I been getting money all about taking over
Like them cash money millionaires like some no limit soldiers
Dont you swing yo whip in my lane
Unless you got eight figures
Put some mafucken respect on my name
And dont you blame that liquor
I put it on ya mind like ecstasy
Big dog real talk
I split ya lil pussy vasectomy
All bite no bark
I'm on my throne on my who to kill next shit
I spill yo blood you spill my blood
I'm just a little more desperate
My drip just sparkle I bust them nuts she say thats champagne
And I spit this thunder I strike like lightning
And thats on gang gang
Pull up diamonds flashing
Know you see this drip yes Im cocky
Boss bitch my God and they could never stop me
I smell like money and this punani worth a trillion dollars
And I know I see you looking and I know you wanna holla
Looka that sexy spicy tropicana
Flew her in straight from havana
From the private jet to the lamborghini
Girl twerk on me drop that bikini
And Im hitting her like a spiked martini
This codine hitting like whodini
Trillion dollar dreams we loco
Vacay in in acapulco
You know I been getting money all about taking over
Like them cash money millionaires like some no limit soldiers
Dont you swing yo whip in my lane
Unless you got eight figures
Put some mafucken respect on my name
And dont you blame that liquor
Im a genius with that temper tantrum
This that anthem this that go hard
I taste like gold Im diamond flavored
I smell like money I look like God
So this this is heaven living legend
This that concert look like showtime
Put the clip in the nine and spill some red wine
Got ya looking down that barrel see that sunshine
Then Im back to the Benz then to the yacht
Spark up that gasoline with the vodka shots
Cruising gotta keep that tool golden rule
I'm here to take the bank and I want my paper pronto
Illuminate moula and I hit like casablanko
Filthy nasty boss of all these bosses
Ferrari you cant pass me cause I take no shorts or losses
Yeah Im in my bag and Im eating red bone and she got me skeeting
And I gave my vow to the mob so you know you goin be leaking
Im addicted to murder I'm geeking never not pistol packing
Caughtem lacking head cracking
And yah Im just goin keep on stacking
You know I been getting money all about taking over
Like them cash money millionaires like some no limit soldiers
Dont you swing yo whip in my lane
Unless you got eight figures
Put some mafucken respect on my name
And dont you blame that liquor
I put it on ya mind like ecstasy
Big dog real talk
I split ya lil pussy vasectomy
All bite no bark
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Writer(s): Jerome Singleton
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