That's Money
That's money!
Uh, uh, uh, aye, that girl AK mannn, Huh
Let's go,
High but I'm rollin' up a gar,
Drunk but I'm hoppin' every bar,
They say mama you, you need to stay on par,
But I'm too fine, so I'm spittin' out these bars
Listen,
High but I'm rollin' up a gar, That's money
Intoxicated but I'm hoppin' every bar, That's money
They say mama you, you need to stay on par, That's what?
But I'm too fine, I really am a star, That's money
A crisp dub in the pocket of my tight ass pants,
But I'm rockin' a Chanel and all them other brands,
Bucks, bills, bacon, bread, bank, cake, and some bands,
All these stacks of dinero, dollar bills in my hands, That's money
Come outside so I can take you for a ride
Skin so soft, make you wanna slip and glide,
Oh look, they watching, got their eyes open wide,
So put a ring on the finger and make me a holy bride
Sit you down on a throne, I'll get on top with a whip,
You can swim like it's an ocean, oh you can sink just like a ship,
I bet you never taste any sweeter than these kisses on your lips,
So baby make me drip, like honey!
I walk on by, they turn around,
I'm on my way up but my feet on the ground,
All this, all this, all this ass, bottle full of sass,
I'm on the other side and greener is my grass
I'm high but I'm rollin' up a gar,
intoxicated but I'm hoppin every bar,
Slow it, slow it down, mama stay where you are,
Nah, I'm too fine, Imma take this shit too far, Damn!
Don't get too close, cause you out here playin' with the fire,
Step away so like the queens, I am easy to admire,
Now spin 360, bust a move, show me everything you got,
So I can tell my other bitches that it's you I wanna hire
I'm holdin' every ace so throw your cards on the table,
Assault rifle like my name, ain't a goddamn glock
Rub me hot, get me heated, like a genie in a fable,
I go pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
So if you down, then play my little game,
Act like a lady, b-b-bitch, you soundin' lame
I'm the point of prime focus in a picture perfect frame,
I'm a savage, I'm the beast that you can never tame
I'm high but I'm rollin' up a gar,
Intoxicated but I'm hoppin every bar,
They say, mama you, I know, I know, but I'm too fine, sheesh!
High but I'm rollin up a gar,
Drunk but I'm hoppin' every bar,
Irreversible like a lifelong scar,
I'm toofine, I'm finesse, I'm a motherfuckin' star
That's money!
Uh, uh, uh, aye, that girl AK mannn, Huh
Let's go,
High but I'm rollin' up a gar,
Drunk but I'm hoppin' every bar,
They say mama you, you need to stay on par,
But I'm too fine, so I'm spittin' out these bars
Listen,
High but I'm rollin' up a gar, That's money
Intoxicated but I'm hoppin' every bar, That's money
They say mama you, you need to stay on par, That's what?
But I'm too fine, I really am a star, That's money
A crisp dub in the pocket of my tight ass pants,
But I'm rockin' a Chanel and all them other brands,
Bucks, bills, bacon, bread, bank, cake, and some bands,
All these stacks of dinero, dollar bills in my hands, That's money
Come outside so I can take you for a ride
Skin so soft, make you wanna slip and glide,
Oh look, they watching, got their eyes open wide,
So put a ring on the finger and make me a holy bride
Sit you down on a throne, I'll get on top with a whip,
You can swim like it's an ocean, oh you can sink just like a ship,
I bet you never taste any sweeter than these kisses on your lips,
So baby make me drip, like honey!
I walk on by, they turn around,
I'm on my way up but my feet on the ground,
All this, all this, all this ass, bottle full of sass,
I'm on the other side and greener is my grass
I'm high but I'm rollin' up a gar,
intoxicated but I'm hoppin every bar,
Slow it, slow it down, mama stay where you are,
Nah, I'm too fine, Imma take this shit too far, Damn!
Don't get too close, cause you out here playin' with the fire,
Step away so like the queens, I am easy to admire,
Now spin 360, bust a move, show me everything you got,
So I can tell my other bitches that it's you I wanna hire
I'm holdin' every ace so throw your cards on the table,
Assault rifle like my name, ain't a goddamn glock
Rub me hot, get me heated, like a genie in a fable,
I go pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
So if you down, then play my little game,
Act like a lady, b-b-bitch, you soundin' lame
I'm the point of prime focus in a picture perfect frame,
I'm a savage, I'm the beast that you can never tame
I'm high but I'm rollin' up a gar,
Intoxicated but I'm hoppin every bar,
They say, mama you, I know, I know, but I'm too fine, sheesh!
High but I'm rollin up a gar,
Drunk but I'm hoppin' every bar,
Irreversible like a lifelong scar,
I'm toofine, I'm finesse, I'm a motherfuckin' star
That's money!
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Writer(s): Afreen Khan
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