M.O.E lyrics

[Intro]
Mhm
Ooh, ooh (Milage, turn me up), yeah
Mm (Yes, sir), big up
Beish, okay, okay, Milage got this sh*t on lock
Yeah, yeah (Pock', pock'), yeah

[Chorus]
Pockets full of guapo, I get money like I'm Pablo
Big-stepping, trend-setting, all these b*tches follow
"Money over everything" the motherf*ckin' motto
Took off on these b*tches, they can't see me like I'm Waldo
b*tch, I'm 'bout my money, I look like I hit the Lotto
Good in any hood, work of art like Picasso
Fine like wine, pus*y sweeter than Moscato
"Money over everything" the motherf*ckin' motto

[Verse]
Hood rich, ghetto b*tch, I'm lookin like a check
You better get your man before I make him break his neck
Let my diamonds talk for me, I ain't even gotta flex
Big Bank Beisha charm sittin' on my breasts
Body like a hourglass, titties sittin' pretty
Freak n*gga wanna say hello to my kitty
Tried to count me out, now I got 'em looking sh*tty
Everything big, I don't do itty-bitty
Talk a lot of sh*t, but I can back it up, yeah
They trying hard to be me, tell 'em pack it up, yeah
How you f*cking but you broke? It ain't adding up, yeah
Hop on stage, ass out, I'ma back it up, yeah
I'm the top b*tch, hoes wanna be down
Got everybody wanna put "Big" before they name now
Nothing handed to me, b*tch, I built this from the ground
Hope you b*tches choke while my name in ya mouth

[Chorus]
Pockets full of guapo, I get money like I'm Pablo
Big-stepping, trend-setting, all these b*tches follow
"Money over everything" the motherf*ckin' motto
Took off on these b*tches, they can't see me like I'm Waldo
b*tch, I'm 'bout my money, I look like I hit the Lotto
Good in any hood, work of art like Picasso
Fine like wine, pus*y sweeter than Moscato
"Money over everything" the motherf*ckin' motto (Period)