Otw
Money talk you know I'm on the way
She wanna suck it I'm on the way
Dropping the addy I'm on the way
Nothing to say got a lot in the bank
My bitch got money she fill up the tank
Drip in Dior when I'm bussin my dance
Shooters with me I'm not taking a chance
Yeh, Uh
Let's go, case closed
Fake hoes, hate those
Fake boys, spray toys
She threw it back for the pesos
She back it up in a laced thong
Breaking her back with the J's on
That pussy I could invest on
(She let me fuck her like that)
She look me right in my eyes when I buss
You do not love me I know it's just lust
Get to the money I know it's a must
Swerve in the coupe leave you right in the dust
Shoot at them niggas they baited on us
Snakes in the grass I just had to adjust
He was not loyal they packing him up
Shawty she feeling my lingo
I cannot fuck with a bimbo
My homie gone let the thing go
Good with the numbers like bingo
Coming for me you gone come for the best
Stacking my money I shit on the rest
Taking it all I can't settle for less
Breaking her walls now she all in my texts
Perky, Baby
We gonna fuck till that pussy is lazy
Made me, Wavy
Money came to me but I wasn't chasing
She look Hispanic her mother from Beijing
They try to copy me but it's not pasting
My brother told me that we gonna make it
Yeh, Uh
Money talk you know I'm on the way
She wanna suck it I'm on the way
Dropping the addy I'm on the way
Nothing to say got a lot in the bank
My bitch got money she fill up the tank
Drip in Dior when I'm bussin my dance
Shooters with me I'm not taking a chance
Yeh, Uh
She wanna suck it I'm on the way
Dropping the addy I'm on the way
Nothing to say got a lot in the bank
My bitch got money she fill up the tank
Drip in Dior when I'm bussin my dance
Shooters with me I'm not taking a chance
Yeh, Uh
Let's go, case closed
Fake hoes, hate those
Fake boys, spray toys
She threw it back for the pesos
She back it up in a laced thong
Breaking her back with the J's on
That pussy I could invest on
(She let me fuck her like that)
She look me right in my eyes when I buss
You do not love me I know it's just lust
Get to the money I know it's a must
Swerve in the coupe leave you right in the dust
Shoot at them niggas they baited on us
Snakes in the grass I just had to adjust
He was not loyal they packing him up
Shawty she feeling my lingo
I cannot fuck with a bimbo
My homie gone let the thing go
Good with the numbers like bingo
Coming for me you gone come for the best
Stacking my money I shit on the rest
Taking it all I can't settle for less
Breaking her walls now she all in my texts
Perky, Baby
We gonna fuck till that pussy is lazy
Made me, Wavy
Money came to me but I wasn't chasing
She look Hispanic her mother from Beijing
They try to copy me but it's not pasting
My brother told me that we gonna make it
Yeh, Uh
Money talk you know I'm on the way
She wanna suck it I'm on the way
Dropping the addy I'm on the way
Nothing to say got a lot in the bank
My bitch got money she fill up the tank
Drip in Dior when I'm bussin my dance
Shooters with me I'm not taking a chance
Yeh, Uh
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Writer(s): Aldo Forero
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