Money Going Judah lyrics

I’ve decided, imma f*cking god don’t you play
I ain’t lying, imma need some money to get bae
I ain’t trying, money going Judah for the gang
I’m not fighting, praying for the buddha, Johnny Dang

Iced out, armada
f*cked up taking bottles
Got my b*tch in prada
Nothing is just “nada”
Swimming, hella diamonds
Turnt to water, ocean
Broke boy got no motion
Touch me you get frozen

Talk to much, delusional
Me n’ you, not suitable
f*ck it up, like usual
Got new b*tch, she beautiful
She a ten, a sneaky link
Tape her up, the color pink
Pillow furr, I think it's mink
Take a swig, take a drink

I said, I don’t mind
Sipping hella lemonade
Put some purple into it
I said, I don’t bang
But I’m still getting paid
Galick gun, not anime, yeah, what
Talk my sh*t, yeah, yeah
Money going Judah, yeah, yeah
Talk my sh*t, what, what
Money going Judah, what
Yeah, yeah, what