Aye, one, two
Money problems prolly not nun new
T-T-Ten tens in the room, but women ain't a problem baby I got you
Money makes the world spin and I'm still sure of that
Short on cash, got a loan, now you owing that
Debt piles up 10k more or less
Another loan now the cycles on laundromat
(Man, money problems be piling up and shit, but f*ck it)
Aye, got my lover in a Benz
Rock out drum & bass like Tommy guns and I don't make a
Aye, I don't make amends
Make a million dollars to repair up shit instead
Old beginnings that's new ends, and I mean it depends
The future's in my hands, so no foushee it's f*ck going off in deep ends
50 bands off music, paid my dad's venires
We're topping S rank tiers, acquitting fear, our vision getting clear
With with a star's focus, I make sure I'm straight and never veer
Please look into the mirror, critics lazy, please lay off the beer
Mink coat, look straight out Splatoon, the way I rock that shit
Like an MMO, steady mowing opps, I MMA a bitch
LA dodger cap, ness and Mitchell, racks like money mitch
These no temporary stints, it's guaranteed, like how the Nuggets Clinch
Aye aye aye aye, ain't no way they switched the beat on us again, no no no no no no
These bitches 2 dimensional, like Uka Uka
Me and David take on all these vices, and he hooked on hookah
I heard my main opps were toting pistols, I got a bazooka
I'm away in nooks, I'll make it big so I don't make excuses
I really rap, I'm saving time, can't catch me doing double takes
If you f*ck with me or Dave this shit get thick as in and out milkshake
I post Booker numbers, you a Dudley, f*ck a handshake
Can't dap your clammy hands, I'm touching bands, all of those I rake
Hey hey
Money coming in so you know we can't lose
Designer clothing on me Rick Owens and Jimmy Choos
Oh wait a minute did I mention?
Mama I'ma buy you a mansion? oh
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Aye, one, two
Money problems prolly not nun new
T-T-Ten tens in the room, but women ain't a problem baby I got you
Money makes the world spin and I'm still sure of that
Short on cash, got a loan, now you owing that
Debt piles up 10k more or less
Another loan now the cycles on laundromat
(Man, money problems be piling up and shit, but f*ck it)
Aye, got my lover in a Benz
Rock out drum & bass like Tommy guns and I don't make a
Aye, I don't make amends
Make a million dollars to repair up shit instead
Old beginnings that's new ends, and I mean it depends
The future's in my hands, so no foushee it's f*ck going off in deep ends
50 bands off music, paid my dad's venires
We're topping S rank tiers, acquitting fear, our vision getting clear
With with a star's focus, I make sure I'm straight and never veer
Please look into the mirror, critics lazy, please lay off the beer
Mink coat, look straight out Splatoon, the way I rock that shit
Like an MMO, steady mowing opps, I MMA a bitch
LA dodger cap, ness and Mitchell, racks like money mitch
These no temporary stints, it's guaranteed, like how the Nuggets Clinch
Aye aye aye aye, ain't no way they switched the beat on us again, no no no no no no
These bitches 2 dimensional, like Uka Uka
Me and David take on all these vices, and he hooked on hookah
I heard my main opps were toting pistols, I got a bazooka
I'm away in nooks, I'll make it big so I don't make excuses
I really rap, I'm saving time, can't catch me doing double takes
If you f*ck with me or Dave this shit get thick as in and out milkshake
I post Booker numbers, you a Dudley, f*ck a handshake
Can't dap your clammy hands, I'm touching bands, all of those I rake
Hey hey
Money coming in so you know we can't lose
Designer clothing on me Rick Owens and Jimmy Choos
Oh wait a minute did I mention?
Mama I'ma buy you a mansion? oh
Money problems prolly not nun new
T-T-Ten tens in the room, but women ain't a problem baby I got you
Money makes the world spin and I'm still sure of that
Short on cash, got a loan, now you owing that
Debt piles up 10k more or less
Another loan now the cycles on laundromat
(Man, money problems be piling up and shit, but f*ck it)
Aye, got my lover in a Benz
Rock out drum & bass like Tommy guns and I don't make a
Aye, I don't make amends
Make a million dollars to repair up shit instead
Old beginnings that's new ends, and I mean it depends
The future's in my hands, so no foushee it's f*ck going off in deep ends
50 bands off music, paid my dad's venires
We're topping S rank tiers, acquitting fear, our vision getting clear
With with a star's focus, I make sure I'm straight and never veer
Please look into the mirror, critics lazy, please lay off the beer
Mink coat, look straight out Splatoon, the way I rock that shit
Like an MMO, steady mowing opps, I MMA a bitch
LA dodger cap, ness and Mitchell, racks like money mitch
These no temporary stints, it's guaranteed, like how the Nuggets Clinch
Aye aye aye aye, ain't no way they switched the beat on us again, no no no no no no
These bitches 2 dimensional, like Uka Uka
Me and David take on all these vices, and he hooked on hookah
I heard my main opps were toting pistols, I got a bazooka
I'm away in nooks, I'll make it big so I don't make excuses
I really rap, I'm saving time, can't catch me doing double takes
If you f*ck with me or Dave this shit get thick as in and out milkshake
I post Booker numbers, you a Dudley, f*ck a handshake
Can't dap your clammy hands, I'm touching bands, all of those I rake
Hey hey
Money coming in so you know we can't lose
Designer clothing on me Rick Owens and Jimmy Choos
Oh wait a minute did I mention?
Mama I'ma buy you a mansion? oh
Writer: David Weiss, Olivier Kubicki
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