MONEY, CLASS, HOES Video (MV)

Ricky
New mind space, new hoes pull em everyday
New blue bank, old steak, but it's dry aged
The one that turn shit gold they saying my name
We tried and it ain't work so now it's my way
Highway nodded can't keep focus
I won't take the high road I'd rather hoe you
I learned from pops no point in talking just go show em
Learn the game or get played out yo spot this shit get dicey
Find my lane and how I make my money that's unlikely
Yes I got the shh, but I'm hoping you don't try me
I'm on six mile with a Barbie, kalamari now we eating coney
Hung up I hate small talk get to the point or just don't phone me
I popped out Givenchy but her bag LV
200 all 20's a LOL to me
Finish my paper, plot on paper, pay ATM fee's
I'm nationwide direct it here and there, AT&T
Breathtaking the shordie I'm with a neck breaker
You risk yo life for shit I spend on bill payments
The money coming to me, these niggas be killing for paper
If I make a run out of these, Imma need me a real estate agent
They want juice outta Ricky they seen in a minute I made it
Money, class, hoes, she slid to crib half naked
Through shots I move real slow woulda thought I Neo in matrix
Deja Vu on the daily, nothing to boast but I'm more than juts stable
Beating the road rocking a wife beater I might catch a domestic
Get in my way said you was gone help me, that shit kinda upset me
She told me it's the way I talk, shit be making her wetter
I knew not to take her serious I learned my lesson
Lil white bitch ignore my input she still want me to help her
Watch yo feet it might be snakes under just like Giuseppe
I'm still far from the city still show no pitty I'm tucking a weapon
I ain't have to say much she treat like leather I like the way that she felt me
L-o-v-e, can't concede for shit I'm never gon fail you
They can't be me, if they was they'd prolly stop being bitches
Bro FaceTime me button on back bitch it sound like it's glitching
I like a lil bit struggle don't need no desk I rap in the kitchen