Woah
Ye, ye, ye
Woah, woah, woah
All of my diamonds be shining, I get to the money, I get to the money like woah
I do not care what you sayin', I just like the money, I get to the bready like woah
Pull up in a Urus, she love me like woah
She love when I open the butterfly doors
I do not care what you sayin', I get to the money, I get to the money like woah
Sorry for keep talking about money
Woah
I make you hop like a bunny
Woah
Walk out the crib got the people like
Woah
If you beefin' with me, got some niggas on go
These niggas walking outside with a blick
Ima' throw you the bone if you play with the sticks
Casamigos, you don't got it like this
Ima' ice out the rollie, I ice out the wrist
If you want some quick money just hit you a liq
Don't be taking from me, you get hit with a stick
You get hit with a stick, you get hit with the fye
If you say you don't like me, look me in my eye
Ye, ye, ye
Woah, woah, woah
All of my diamonds be shining, I get to the money, I get to the money like woah
I do not care what you sayin', I just like the money, I get to the bready like woah
Pull up in a Urus, she love me like woah
She love when I open the butterfly doors
I do not care what you sayin', I get to the money, I get to the money like woah
Ye, ye, ye
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
All of my diamonds be shining, I get to the money, I get to the money like woah
I do not care what you sayin', I just like the money, I get to the bready like woah
Pull up in a Urus, she love me like woah
She love when I open the butterfly doors
I do not care what you sayin', I get to the money, I get to the money like woah
Sorry for keep talking about money
Woah
I make you hop like a bunny
Woah
Walk out the crib got the people like
Woah
If you beefin' with me, got some niggas on go
These niggas walking outside with a blick
Ima' throw you the bone if you play with the sticks
Casamigos, you don't got it like this
Ima' ice out the rollie, I ice out the wrist
If you want some quick money just hit you a liq
Don't be taking from me, you get hit with a stick
You get hit with a stick, you get hit with the fye
If you say you don't like me, look me in my eye
Ye, ye, ye
Woah, woah, woah
All of my diamonds be shining, I get to the money, I get to the money like woah
I do not care what you sayin', I just like the money, I get to the bready like woah
Pull up in a Urus, she love me like woah
She love when I open the butterfly doors
I do not care what you sayin', I get to the money, I get to the money like woah
Ye, ye, ye
Woah, woah, woah
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Writer(s): Cedric Dunning
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