And I'm down for you always Say you'll never ever leave from beside me 'Cause I want ya, and I need ya Trap, TrapMoneyBenny This shit got me in my feelings Kiki, do you love me? Are you riding? KB, do you love me? Are you riding? (Clap that ass, you're

Lot of jewelry and a Glock nine 20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock nine I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down Bitch I be covered in Bape Now I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down Got my own money, pussy nigga I did

Money conversations, money conversations, money convo Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and I'm still humble Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble AK-47s, M16s, they gon' sting, bumble Got your main bitch with me bent over

Show a nigga somethin' (Show a nigga somethin') Lot of money in the pockets (Got the money in the pockets) Got a ass I like (Got a ass I like) Hop out dead fresh (Dead fresh), caught me a body (Caught me a body) Fly like pilots (Fly like pilots), need no

It got blood on the money and I still count it They got blood on the money and I still count it I can't help the way I'm raised up That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up We've been at the laundromat all day We've been washin' money

And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school

I spent some days in the trap and got my money up (yeah) Bust it down, the Rollie, now she's tryna fuck (yeah) And now she fiendin' all up on me just like I’m a drug (yeah) I remember back when y'all wouldn't show me love (yeah) Jaguar truck on the

It goes one for the money, two for the dough All you got is three niggas kicking at your door, ha ha Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics Game and the snowman, one hundred miles and gunning Hey, here come the paramedics, here come the

Pocketful of money, parking lot full of them haters Triple beam dreamin', crib with 2 elevators 20 flat screens they got cameras every angle Dope been coming so you know the income major Rule number 1 I can't do business with a stranger Contract killers

All my girls get that money All my girls get that money, that money Girls get your money (get your money) All my girls get your money (get your money) They always wanna holla, but they ain't got no dollars I know you wanna kiss this (Uh-huh) I know you