I ain't tryna fall out with money
I ain't tryna fall out with money
I just wanna ball out with money
And I ain't tryna fall out with money
I got so much money on me
I got so much money on me
I got so much money on me
I got so much money on me
I ain't tryna fall out with money
I ain't tryna fall out with money
I get so much money
I'm standin' here with so much money
I got model money, show money, plus I'm gettin' that dope money
I might get your ho money, yeah she a snow bunny
Grow house dro money, lick that slow money
Glock 9, kick doors, b*tch I need some more money
I ain't at all but my bank roll keep a fleet of young hoes
Smokin' on a [?]
Gucci cutthroat, used to stay next door his kinfolk
Limousine tint, b*tch, pourin' up your rent money
Pour it up 'til it turn purp', 50 cent money
All my goons, yeah they on alert, get you murked money
I'm in Dallas livin' f*ckin' lavish, I got Dirk money (swish!)
Caesar's Palace, yeah I let 'em have it, I got work [?]
Homie ain't got a cent to his name, he ain't got money
He a lame, ain't no one to blame, got cocaine money
Gucci, I got white money, brown money, green money
n*gga, you a lame, [?] blind, never seen money
That b*tch ask what time it is, it's 10: 17
I can't fit more bank rolls in my Robin jeans
He got 30 f*cking problems if you think bout robbing me
I got kill a n*gga whack money