She All About the Shmoney (Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
Girl, he got shmoney

[Hook: Rowdy Rebel]
She all about her shmoney, she don't f*ck with broke n*ggas
She don't with broke n*ggas, she don't f*ck with broke n*ggas
She all about her shmoney, she don't f*ck with broke n*ggas
She don't with broke n*ggas, she don't f*ck with broke n*ggas

[Verse 1: Rowdy Rebel]
Lil b*tch, go and shake that ass for these tips
Come bring it back and do a split on this di*k
For a couple bands, she'll shmoney dance on this di*k
pus*y so good, I went to France with the b*tch
Damn, she look good when she back that ass up
Damn, I look good when I stack the cash up
I'mma lay a lil n*gga now, don't forget it now
pus*y n*gga good, boy, you know I tear it down
Broke n*ggas talking but I can't hear 'em now
pus*y n*ggas play, boy, you know I sit 'em down
Fool n*gga play with me, I make his brains hit the floors
Smoke some good weed with my b*tch and watch hit the floor
I done roll through the door, make some bands with the b*tch
Like you never see me walk in holdin' hands with the b*tch
I'mma lay a lil n*gga, don't f*ck with broke n*ggas
And she all about her shmoney, she don't f*ck with broke n*ggas
[Hook: Rowdy Rebel]
She all about her shmoney, she don't f*ck with broke n*ggas
She don't with broke n*ggas, she don't f*ck with broke n*ggas
She all about her shmoney, she don't f*ck with broke n*ggas
She don't with broke n*ggas, she don't f*ck with broke n*ggas

[Verse 2: Bobby Shmurda]
Walk up in this b*tch throwing C-notes
With some G Code, got her in the back yelling "East coast"
Little bit of Henny with some weed smoke
And some Clicquot , told my freak ho "Keep my drink, ho"
She gon' pop that pus*y for the week though
Every weekend, tell her I need some pus*y and some deep throat
She gon' do that thing until her knees broke
On the d-low, baby ran through like 3 bros
Paulie told my n*gga go in beast mode, I'm in beast mode
Shooting n*ggas for the cheap, ho
n*gga only owed the n*gga 30, yeah 30
Then I shot him with the eagle
Cause a n*gga got a big ego, I’m illegal, bustin’ shots like it’s legal
Cops tryna find me like I’m Nino
I’m in Reno, geeking hoes down like I’m Z-Ro

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Bought a new b*tch
And she white like work
If a n*gga talking down
I got D Wade under my shirt
Monster truck rims on the Chevy
Got me up now
Water diamonds dancing in my chain
She wanna f*ck now
Only time I drink soda
When I drink lean
Only time I’m geeking off
Is when I pop a bean
A n*gga f*ck with K $upreme
Then he f*cking with me
Told these n*ggas not to trust me
I’m always gon' scheme
See that 32 is gon' stack
Put it in my backpack and watch it double up
Young RD from the 6 buckin on any n*gga, I don’t give a f*ck
Dumb dumb like a tow truck
On your gang gang, that’s a e-crash
n*gga want static that’s a e-smash
n*gga’s not really stacking up the cash
I been livin' life low sippin Barney tear [lean]
I can’t wait to move out so I can pierce my ears
Put them rocks on my sh*t, got me lit like like the first
I done told them n*ggas once, It’s time to re-im-burse
I done dropped a couple hundreds just for my shirt
n*gga’s name not Ferg but I put in work
Pullin' off in a beam, make em skrt skrt skrt
b*tches all up on my di*k, that sh*t’s startin' to hurt
I been workin' all night so my mom won’t hurt
Chopper chopper make em jump like he praisin' the church
Man, I pray a f*ck n*gga step up on my turf
b*tch It’s Young RD and I’m balling like Dirk
[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Yea motherf*cka
You know my motherf*cking name b*tch
Yeah It’s Young RD
Shout out to them – shout out to them n*ggas that be on me
n*ggas that got me f*cked up all the way up
They thinkin' a n*gga ain’t got shmoney
You know what I’m sayin, You feel me?
n*ggas thinkin' a n*gga ain’t got shmoney ya digg?
That n*gga got me f*cked up
From the 404 to the 212
Ya shmell that?