Me or Money

Bae you bad as hell, you can't be talkin' to a lame guy
Counting money got me crippled, fingers throwin' gang signs
I got so much clout (cloud), when I step out, it's always gray skies
I just seen her ex, like this the nigga you got played by

I got blues, Armando Bacot, and I'm with Adot
Grab the pump, aint talkin' fake shot, it hit like bass drop
Caught a opp and he like time out, I'm like, afraid not
I got a couple zeros to my name, I feel like James Bond

I gotta get a deed to a mansion and get my name signed
Make sure it's room for neighbors, cause my niggas on the same time
I be changin' tax brackets, but I'm on the same grind
I always put the green first, I can't relate to Draymond

Girl, I'm chasin' paper, I'ma hit you in the daytime
She said, boy it's me or money, funny how we on a break now
I be callin' my accountant, me and her be havin' great times
Told her go through my expenses, we had to go to sleep on FaceTime

Neck got a Mark Cuban, I should buy a sports team
If I ain't doin' YouTube or a song, do not record me
I got this whole fit from overseas, Trump might deport me
I just did a sweep in Johnny Dang, I'm droppin' 40

That's a 4-0, boy, you mid like torso
My strap could be on war zone, my neck is on award show
Niggas talk about everything I do, must be a bored hoe
Why you actin' messy (Messi)? Should be focusin' on your goals

Messi, your goals, you ain't get the soccer ball
Putting feet on business like an Ottoman, got me an Audemar
Shorty thought she was gon' get a ring, but it's a false alarm
At the dealership with all my ride or dies, like, we need all the cars

We got all the bread, we need all the whips
12 askin' questions about my mans, he not involved in this
Every single line make me rewind, who coulda thought of this
All the bars sound like he having motion, you know who song this is

You know who song this is, M-O-T-I-O-N
I'm reachin' new heights, but I'm still with my old friends
Whippin' a demon, so I should bring my Bible in
My face scorching so I gotta get the 5%s