Moneysexxx

(No, I just fucked all them racks up)
(I jus fucked all them racks up)

Riding around in that ghost, Yea I'm on go
With ya lil hoe!
That lil hoe she off dat, Yea
That lil hoe she off the coke
I just ride round wit that, Yea
I just ride round wit that llama
Presidential money, Presidential money feel like Obama

I just fucked up them racks
I fuck them racks, I fuck them racks up
That nigga got no stacks, Ain't got no racks
That boy don't matter!
That nigga lame as hell ain't got no swag
Ain't got no swagger
I just fucked up them, Heh
I just fucked all them racks up

(fuck all them racks up)
I was riding in that two door lil Porsche
Yea, I was posted with ya whore
I remember when I used to be poor
Now I'm just posted at the top floor
I fuck all them racks but I need more
When I boot off the X, bitch I need four
Hollup wait a minute, I feel like Lorde
I play with them rackeez like a tennis court
My bih Muslim no she don't eat no pork
But she eat the dick up till it's sore
I rock Balenci, You dress like a dork
I keep a Moncler in the north
I keep a chopstick fucking on me
When I pull up yeah we look like the army
I keep a big glick fucking on me
She eat that big dick like a zombie
If she got big tits call her mommy
That nigga broke no he can't be my homie
I just put like twenty racks in my bag

Riding around in that ghost, Yea I'm on go
With ya lil hoe!
That lil hoe she off dat, Yea
That lil hoe she off the coke
I just ride round wit that, Yea
I just ride round wit that llama
Presidential money, Presidential money feel like Obama

I just fucked up them racks
I fuck them racks, I fuck them racks up
That nigga got no stacks, Ain't got no racks
That boy don't matter!
That nigga lame as hell ain't got no swag
Ain't got no swagger
I just fucked up them, Heh
I just fucked all them racks up

(Four)
I jus fuck all them racks up
I jus fuck all them racks up

Raa, yuh



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Writer(s): Monty Saki
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