Talkin Bout Money lyrics

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
n*ggas keep talking 'bout money
They ain't really making no money
When we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it's a droubt, 'cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
I'm a real n*gga with the money
We them real n*ggas with the money
Keep them shooters everywhere we go
Dead n*gga, try to take it from us
n*ggas keep talking 'bout money
They ain't really making no money
When we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it's a droubt, 'cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
I'm a real n*gga with the money
We them real n*ggas with the money
Keep them shooters everywhere we go
Dead n*gga, try to take it from us

[Verse 1: WATTS]
Got your whole stash in my glove box
I don't bring it out if I don't spend it
Riding with an Uzi on my lap though
Case a n*gga come try and get it
The plug say I got it, come and get it
I just need a half, tell him flip it
If it's 'bout a couple extra digits
I'ma have to travel like [?]
Hold up
Lotta n*ggas broke, and I can see that
Been getting money, best believe that
All that fake flexing, you can keep that
And you can pay me for a verse, but I don't need that
I don't need you lil n*ggas' money
I don't need you lil n*ggas' checks
We got now, f*ck next
Now keep hating, while my n*ggas flex
'Cause we the real n*ggas with the money
Them b*tches see me out, they tryna f*ck me
If you get in this [?] then you lucky
Them n*ggas ain't eating, , man, trust me
'Cause we the real n*ggas with the dough
And we the real n*ggas getting low
And yeah, you might be pretty, girl, but you don't get a penny, girl
I just keep it real with you, ho
[Chorus: PnB Rock]
n*ggas keep talking 'bout money
They ain't really making no money
When we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it's a droubt, 'cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
I'm a real n*gga with the money
We them real n*ggas with the money
Keep them shooters everywhere we go
Dead n*gga, try to take it from us
n*ggas keep talking 'bout money
They ain't really making no money
When we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it's a droubt, 'cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
I'm a real n*gga with the money
We them real n*ggas with the money
Keep them shooters everywhere we go
Dead n*gga, try to take it from us

[Verse 2: PnB Rock]
Cash rules everything around me
So it's only money that's around me
Dead pus*y n*ggas , tryna tke my [?]
Be 6 feet deep, lower than the ground be
PnB, n*gga, where they found me
All real n*ggas, no clowns, B
n*gga acting crazy, man, that n*gga fake crazy
I'ma show his ass crazy when I drown him
Ain't that funny
Now let's talk money
Bankroll on me, all 50's and hundreds
Pulling off the lot, in the brand new foreign
Got my ex b*tch mad, 'cause my new b*tch foreign
Charging n*ggas up for a feature
Turned your main ho into a tweeker
Once a n*gga hit it, then I leave her
Pull off, banging RNB 2 through the speakers
f*ck it, if it ain't about money, n*gga
f*ck [?] tryna make a hundred billion
I need a new Rari with the ceiling missing
Til then, I'm chasing paper, man, it's f*ck [?]
Making bands off music and the bando
[?] need a Lambo
I need more guns and more ammo
'Cause I know these pus*ys, they gon' tryna [?]
[Chorus: PnB Rock]
n*ggas keep talking 'bout money
They ain't really making no money
When we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it's a droubt, 'cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
I'm a real n*gga with the money
We them real n*ggas with the money
Keep them shooters everywhere we go
Dead n*gga, try to take it from us
n*ggas keep talking 'bout money
They ain't really making no money
When we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it's a droubt, 'cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
I'm a real n*gga with the money
We them real n*ggas with the money
Keep them shooters everywhere we go
Dead n*gga, try to take it from us