Quit my job, ain't got no money money Seems I have to leave this town Board the train that's eastward bound Packed my bags, run to the station Tell mama and all the folks back home Sometimes a man just feels He's got to make it alone Tell mama why I'm leaving

Blowing money money fast, blowing money money fast Fuck being humble, fuck being humble Tell 'em that I'm strapped, I don't wanna rumble Running through the bag, bag, running through the bag bag When you came from nothing, fuck being humble These niggas don't want it with

They know I got cash, I ain't gotta brag no more (woo, woo, woo, what?) I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch the boat (I just might go snatch the boat) I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag bag is close (bag is close) I don't want your

Oh Lord, oh Lord Oh Lord, oh Lord, do You see us down here? Sometimes I look up to the sky When I die, put my ashes in the trash bag bag I don't care where they go Don't waste your money money on my gravestone I'm more concerned about my soul Everybody's gon' die

Lotta money, I can have a cash war Flew back across the water with a passport (Ah) Lamborghini Urus is a fast car (Fast) I'm around the world, securin' me a bag, bag, boy (Boy) Call the bro neighbor like he next door (Next) Rolls Royce, got carpet in the

Blame it on the bag bag You can blame it on the bag bag If you wonderin’ why I changed up Tell ‘em the money money is why I changed up I’m gettin' high smokin’ with angels You know I can hate that’s what a lame does Bring it back stackin’ this money money But I still can’t

Don't bring me no bag, bag, I want a envelope Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope You-you a mouse in a trap house (trap house), I'ma dog in a cat house (cat house) Don't bring me no

(Money Money bag, money money bag, money money bag, yeah) (Money Money bag, money money bag, money money bag) Lookin' like money money bag, money money bag, money money bag, uh I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say I said "Bae, it's a snack," he

Rose from the cracks with the rats and the roaches (roaches) Bitch, you know what I'm totin' Bust a duffel bag bag open (uh!) (open) Hush money money in the sofa (shhh) Came, came in a Benz, not a Focus (Focus) Fall asleep with the stove lit Ho-hocus Pocus

I can transform ya, Anything ya want, I can get it for ya, Your my baby girl shoulda know I did it for ya, I can trans, I can trans, I can transform ya Shoes you got it (got it) Bags you got it (got it), Cars you got it (got it), Money Money still got it (got