Money Solve lyrics

[Intro: Gunna]
(Wheezy beats)
Ayy
I, I don't really care nothin' about no, no hoes or–or, or no more f*ckin' clothes, my n*gga
I'm, I'm in it for this cash

[Chorus: Gunna]
Yeah, I'm in love with the money
I done came up from nothin'
You can't ball on a budget
How you hate it and love it?
Oh yeah, it's all or nothin'
No discussion, yeah
Hope you countin' your money
I can see that you buzzin'
Used to trap in the dungeon
Yeah, oh, I just want all the hundreds
I can feed all my partners
Money solve all my problems, mm

[Post-Chorus: Gunna]
Yeah, yeah
Money solve all my problems, mm
Mm, yeah, yeah
Yeah, money solve all my problems, mm
[Verse 1: Gunna]
Ayy, you n*ggas ain't kin to me
I just see frienеmies
We just was just eatin' Busy Bee’s
This hot, you can feel thе heat
Like my block in the middle of the week
VVS's, they cool as this beat
I been rockin' some new double G's
Tell the lil' b*tch pardon me
n*gga wild like a wallaby
I been servin' these collard greens
[?] Wraith 'fore I bought it
They gon' charge me a bargain fee
Hoppin' out, I forgot the key
Ain't no stoppin' the currency
Money solve all my problems

[Chorus: Gunna]
Yeah, I'm in love with the money
I done came up from nothin'
You can't ball on a budget
How you hate it or love it?
Oh yeah, it's all or nothin'
No discussion, yeah
Hope you countin' your money
I can see that you buzzin'
Used to trap in the dungeon
Yeah, oh, I just want all the hundreds
I can feed all my partners
Money solve all my problems, mm
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Adderall matchin' the shirt
Percocet matchin' the belt buckle
Molly syrup match the shoes
Same color shoes on the coupe
Pop off, I shoot out the roof
New Bentley, big body
Upgrade it, new [?]
Jumped off of penthouses
I know you see me watchin' on you, ooh
I don't plan on puttin' nothin' in front of my bros
[?] gotta kiss the floor
Pinstripe with the Gucci [?] swag, uh
Long [?] Jag' I'ma get in my bag, uh
Couple big booty b*tches tryna draw my clans, uh
Draw down with the fire then ambulance your man, uh
I was doin' my own thing, they ain't [?], uh
Paid a hundred bands, we can match
Front end, come back and collect
Hit from the back, grip the TEC
Two-thousand-twelve I was lit
Filled up my closet with nicks
I had pootang reppin' this
I got some stain in the Six
I suwu my trucks on a b*tch
Switch my lingo, go up on a b*tch
f*ckin' hands up on a b*tch
I'ma f*ck and make love on a b*tch
You stepped out the club, you a b*tch
Abandoned my love on this b*tch
Ain't goin' inside the club with this b*tch
Nah, yeah
[Chorus: Gunna]
Yeah, I'm in love with the money
I done came up from nothin'
You can't ball on a budget
How you hate it or love it?
Oh yeah, it's all or nothin'
No discussion, yeah
Hope you countin' your money
I can see that you buzzin'
Used to trap in the dungeon
Yeah, oh, I just want all the hundreds
I can feed all my partners
Money solve all my problems, mm