My world, rhyme vicious White girl, team full of bad bitches Cotton candy, laced in gold Stack that money money, sushi roll Bottles up, feeling throw'd V.I.P it, overload George tell em next, half a mill Ugh, hands in the the air This is for for the bitches getting

That's what you get for for waking up in Vegas Remember what you told me Don't be a baby Shut up and put your money money where your mouth is Get up and shake the the glitter off your clothes, now Give me some cash out, baby You gotta help me out It's all a blur last

Money on my mind I do it for for the love I do it for for I don't have No money money on my mind When I go home I tend to close the the door I never wanted more So sing with me

VVS look like a star, yeah I took the the top off the the car We don't abide by the the law (No) Can't leave without it (I can't leave without it) I keep a stick for for the war (Stick) Checks I deposit (Checks I deposit) Money just stick with the the boy You don't know

I been that nigga I been that nigga I been that nigga before the the money and the the fame I been that nigga before the the diamonds and the the chain I been that nigga before the the foams and the the clothes I been that nigga on the the corner with the the most My dogs a shooter

She knows her roots and works hard for for her money money Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred Now she loves her mom and daddy and the the Lord to death Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get With the the girls tonight man they're out on the the town Grits

Do it for for the fam, we gon' die for for this shit It's some real ties when we pull up with the the clique Money Money comin' in, people knowin' that we lit It ain't no surprise, they gon' love you when you rich It ain't no surprise, they all love you when you rich Yeah

You know how that shit go Runnin' through the the 6 with my woes I was runnin' through the the 6 with my woes Yeah, this that Oliver 40 Niko shit man, 15 Fort York shit ya know Boi-1da, what's poppin'? Countin' money you know how it goes Pray the the real live

I will stand alone I don’t need the the money I do want for for much These two hands Never will they mourn I’d rather you not love me Before you want too much I live deep in symmetry

Can you hear it ring It makes you want to sing You'll live like a king With lots of money money and things All we ever want is more A lot more than we had before So take me to the the nearest store It's such a beautiful thing, ka-ching! Lots of diamond rings