Money On My Brain

Pop champagne we bout to make it rain
I got my money on my mind money on my brain
Benz truck Rollie watch hunnid for da chain
Fresh up out da dealership ain't nobody in my lane

Rollie on my wrist Moet when I piss
Steph Curry I'm a warrior when I shoot you kno I ain't goan miss
Yellow tape surround di corridor mi buss thirty outta di clip
Dead body lying pon di corner all yuh see is blood I ain't no crip
Five million dollaz in the bag all cash
We drivin' fast with the bible on the dash
New Bugatti forgiatto wheels
Black on black tinted glass
Bad bitch wid me wearing heels
Up and down she twerk dat ass
Whole crew strap when I walk in move back
Bitches be like who dat LA on my blue cap
Loyalty is rear never join a new gang
Cash rules everything around my just like WU TANG
AMG Mercedes Benz no budget whenever I spend
No limit on the black card big long choppaz wid me in a black car
In Tokyo I wake and bake I got a mansion full of bricks
OVO shoutout to Drake eight seven to the six

Pop champagne we bout to make it rain
I got my money on my mind money on my brain
Benz truck Rollie watch hunnid for da chain
Fresh up out da dealership ain't nobody in my lane
Pop champagne we bout to make it rain
I got my money on my mind money on my brain
Benz truck Rollie watch hunnid for da chain
Fresh up out da dealership ain't nobody in my lane

I commit murder with the ink
My flow straight from out the pen
I got one eighty two million like blink everything one hundred ten out of ten
I love to smoke weed whenever I drink
Pour more liquor please say when
Lord forgive me for all of my sins and ever thing I ever did wrong amen
I ain't answering no calls
Big hustler in the streets even Rick Ross know I'm a boss
I fly my bitch to Belize she cant wait to take off her draws
She on her knees begging please her pussy soaking wet just like Voss
I got shooting guards like CP three they don't miss shots Chris Paul
I wid a bad bitch who look like Kim K going cray cray I ain't Ye
I got a bad bitch who look like Kim K going cray cray Kanye
We in da club sipppin' on bub bout to go back to my place
Shawty say she wanna thug imma buss it all over her face
Bitches say I'm so official I ain't here to play no games
Levels to this shit me and you we ain't the same
Levels to this shit all night we poppin' champagne

Pop champagne we bout to make it rain
I got my money on my mind money on my brain
Benz truck Rollie watch hunnid for da chain
Fresh up out da dealership ain't nobody in my lane
Pop champagne we bout to make it rain
I got my money on my mind money on my brain
Benz truck Rollie watch hunnid for da chain
Fresh up out da dealership ain't nobody in my lane



Credits
Writer(s): Dominic Pagon
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