Flöatin!
Tory on the beat
When the money talks, what is there to say? (Boom, boom, boom)
When it talk, I'm just blown away (way)
When the fame comes around, so does all it's vain (yeah)
Now look at the way I'm blown away
Phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased
Yeah, so you're rich?
I just pulled 20 off my future kids
I just pulled it down on to my future charlotte (let's go)
I don't hold a gang, I just promise I ain't scared (scared)
Pull up in the droptop, Trippie Redd she dead? (Yeah)
I promise it's the two, yeah, I'm never ever sad (hold up)
I promise I'm the new Carti just without the red (without red)
Making on my song, all these bitches are insane
I swear to God my time is up (boom)
I pull it in, my families gone, and I'm losing it (who is it?)
I might change a minute before, we ain't gon' spoke
I made it on my friends and we just out of the block
I took it on my chain and when it stand it gon' stop
But I'm gon' be on my chain 'cause I'm never gon' stop
A stab wound in the face is where I'm gonna stop
Promise me you'll never stop, I promise you though
When the money talks, what is there to say? (Hey, hey, hey)
Look at the way I'm blown away
When the fame comes, so does all it's vain
Write my song down, then a break
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Tune it up
Phase
I'ma stay in farther, I don't know where it'd go
Almost playin'
When the money talks, what is there to say? (Boom, boom, boom)
When it talk, I'm just blown away (way)
When the fame comes around, so does all it's vain (yeah)
Now look at the way I'm blown away
Phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased
Yeah, so you're rich?
I just pulled 20 off my future kids
I just pulled it down on to my future charlotte (let's go)
I don't hold a gang, I just promise I ain't scared (scared)
Pull up in the droptop, Trippie Redd she dead? (Yeah)
I promise it's the two, yeah, I'm never ever sad (hold up)
I promise I'm the new Carti just without the red (without red)
Making on my song, all these bitches are insane
I swear to God my time is up (boom)
I pull it in, my families gone, and I'm losing it (who is it?)
I might change a minute before, we ain't gon' spoke
I made it on my friends and we just out of the block
I took it on my chain and when it stand it gon' stop
But I'm gon' be on my chain 'cause I'm never gon' stop
A stab wound in the face is where I'm gonna stop
Promise me you'll never stop, I promise you though
When the money talks, what is there to say? (Hey, hey, hey)
Look at the way I'm blown away
When the fame comes, so does all it's vain
Write my song down, then a break
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Phased, phased, phased, phased
Tune it up
Phase
I'ma stay in farther, I don't know where it'd go
Almost playin'
Credits
Writer(s): Amarion Shad
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