money v2 (feat. nxydo)

Woah-oh (Woah)
Woah (Woah-oh)
Woah (Woah-oh)
Yeah, pull up in a coupe, fuckin' on a Jew
Yeah, pull up with some sticks, yeah, pull up wit' the crew
Best believe when we spin yo' block, we takin' some loot
Me and Elapid pull up to the function sippin' on C42, woah
My baby momma was actin' up so I shot her with a .32, woah
Fuckin' on a MILF, yeah, she was about 52, what, yeah
And when I see Ray's mom, I'm fuckin' her in the ooh
Woah
Woah-oh-oh
I'm fuckin' on your mom too
Got a stick, load it wit' that .42
Shoot it at your shit, shoot it at your boo
I got the shit, I got the money too
Stackin' my shit, got you sick, like the flu
All this money on me, pull up in a coupe
I-I-I got the hoes, I got the money too
And I really wanted them
Like, I signed myself up, I signed my entire fucking family up and I didn't win them
And that's like the only thing that I want
I just want to see Taylor Swift and I didn't get them
Oh-ho-oh-oh
I fucked that bitch in the back of the whip
Pull up wit' that FN, pull up wit' that brand new stick
I got the shit, pull up with a brand new bitch
Fuckin' on a ho, you know she not worth shit
Yeah, I got the money, yeah, I got the money
Diamonds on my wrist, shining bright, like it's sunny
She told me to take it slow, like we in some honey
Pull up wit' a AR-15, shit ain't funny
Hell nah, this not a joke, hell nah, shit ain't funny
And me and Nxydo still smokin' the Easter Bunny