Money lyrics

[Intro]
Icey, I'm so sick of you

[Verse]
18 with 6 figures, taking care of business, signing contracts at the dealer
Moved up out my mamas crib because I was a drug dealer
Pouring drop and I can’t stop, Cutthroat Boys, we them n*ggas
Thought you was down but you n*ggas is lost
Go to the bank just to look in my vault
Buying a mansion then go in my loft
Pushing that white moving that sauce
You look so clean but yo lyrics is dirty
3900 don't f*ck with no 30s
b*tches be choosin’, they actin’ all flirty
I do not trust em’, they are not worthy
Woah, woah, Jesus stone froze
Thick bad b*tch, go head and touch them toes

[Hook]
Money, Money, I only move for that money
CuttThroat be chasin’ that bread, wrap it up like a mummy
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Finesse a pack then ship it off, for my gang, I do it all
Never change, Cutthroat savage gang, I wanna see us ball