Brendon Tayler - MONEY RELIGION Lyrics

Yeah just another day
I'm stacking my money up
I'm getting my money up
I'm stacking my money up
I'm getting my money up
Just another day
Yeah uh
You don't know nothin bout money
You don't know nothin bout money
You never seen it, no
You don't know nothin bout money
You ain't never see it, you ain't never touch
I'm getting my money up
I'm stacking my money up
Too many broke days
Too many cold days
I'm switching it up. I'm switching my swag
I really want nothing, I just want the bag
My bitches like Michael. I know that she bad
(F*ck these niggas talking bout man)
I swear I just want money man
I don't give a f*ck bout none of that other shit man
I just want money
I don't give a f*ck bout none of these niggas
I don't give a f*ck bout none of these bitches
(What these niggas talking about for real)
Just give me my racks
Just give me my cash
Just give me my bag, yeah
My bitches like Michael I know that she bad, yeah
They thought that we chillin but we coming back, yeah
Too many broke days
Too many cold days
Used to sit at the crib like the whole day
F*ckin bitches I'm just in my hoe phase
Now we reminiscing bout the old days
I can't cry bout a bitch that's the old Tay
If I can't get it get it another way
Big shit popping yeah big shit popping
Rubbing that booty like pottery
Getting that money like lottery
I don't see nobody stopping me
I only see money. I only see women in love with me
Just give me my racks
Just give me my cash
Just give me my bag, yeah
My bitches like Michael I know that she bad, yeah
They thought that we chillin but we coming back, yeah
They thought that we chillin but we coming back yeah
They thought that we chillin but we coming back yeah