I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches and drug money
Drug money, drug money
Yeah, that money make you act funny - yeah
That money make you act funny
Bitch I ain't no dummy I'm just in it for the money
Gotta love the way I'm running with no letterman
I set it off officially like federal government letterheads
Never gonna be Vince without fain again
I'm convinced we're attached at the brain and hip
So don't tell me to motherf*cking reign it in
I cant hear you my ears don't work and someone run
And tell my bitch I cant get to work until I hear her slurp
I'm too busy building networking skills until my net worth
Is 6 digit tills for real deal or no deal I'm onto the next
You're stuck playing checkers I've been flexing at chess
And I know that rest is strictly an investment
Invented for and by peasantry and I don't need no diamond ring to know
My bitch is only f*cking me
I'm just saying, you sucker motherf*ckers consuming a lot
Never been to prison but I spent my life stuck in a box
Being locked by consumerist thought
But I'm just in it for the love I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches
The drug money, drug money, drug money
I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches and drug money
Drug money, drug money
Yeah, that money make you act funny - yeah
That money make you act funny
Bitch I ain't no dummy I ain't in it for the money
I'm just in it for the better me, I'm in it for the mini me
I might never have I've just been laughing it off
Inhaling too much joker gas expanding
My thoughts been Gravitating towards space
Time I'll be quantum rhyming until these dimensions
Align combination of carbon atoms
My minds just been flying between lines of dark matter
And the cosine doesn't matter mathematics or not
Astronaut with his stomach in knots blasting off
Pouring like 40 40s out for my dogs where ever my thoughts Went
I lost them looking for god, cross wit with will and real intent
You got Vince and I'm sick of the doubt
Sick of the crowds, sick of looking at clouds
And wondering how I'm gonna get it now, get it now, get it now
Get it now, how I'm a gonna get it now
No slow down you might drown, down, down to the bottomless
Down to pit of the problem, it's wit and this wick just wont go out
But you're just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches and drug money
I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches
And drug money, drug money, drug money
Yeah, that money make you act funny - yeah, that money make you act funny
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I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches and drug money
Drug money, drug money
Yeah, that money make you act funny - yeah
That money make you act funny
Bitch I ain't no dummy I'm just in it for the money
Gotta love the way I'm running with no letterman
I set it off officially like federal government letterheads
Never gonna be Vince without fain again
I'm convinced we're attached at the brain and hip
So don't tell me to motherf*cking reign it in
I cant hear you my ears don't work and someone run
And tell my bitch I cant get to work until I hear her slurp
I'm too busy building networking skills until my net worth
Is 6 digit tills for real deal or no deal I'm onto the next
You're stuck playing checkers I've been flexing at chess
And I know that rest is strictly an investment
Invented for and by peasantry and I don't need no diamond ring to know
My bitch is only f*cking me
I'm just saying, you sucker motherf*ckers consuming a lot
Never been to prison but I spent my life stuck in a box
Being locked by consumerist thought
But I'm just in it for the love I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches
The drug money, drug money, drug money
I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches and drug money
Drug money, drug money
Yeah, that money make you act funny - yeah
That money make you act funny
Bitch I ain't no dummy I ain't in it for the money
I'm just in it for the better me, I'm in it for the mini me
I might never have I've just been laughing it off
Inhaling too much joker gas expanding
My thoughts been Gravitating towards space
Time I'll be quantum rhyming until these dimensions
Align combination of carbon atoms
My minds just been flying between lines of dark matter
And the cosine doesn't matter mathematics or not
Astronaut with his stomach in knots blasting off
Pouring like 40 40s out for my dogs where ever my thoughts Went
I lost them looking for god, cross wit with will and real intent
You got Vince and I'm sick of the doubt
Sick of the crowds, sick of looking at clouds
And wondering how I'm gonna get it now, get it now, get it now
Get it now, how I'm a gonna get it now
No slow down you might drown, down, down to the bottomless
Down to pit of the problem, it's wit and this wick just wont go out
But you're just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches and drug money
I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches
And drug money, drug money, drug money
Yeah, that money make you act funny - yeah, that money make you act funny
Drug money, drug money
Yeah, that money make you act funny - yeah
That money make you act funny
Bitch I ain't no dummy I'm just in it for the money
Gotta love the way I'm running with no letterman
I set it off officially like federal government letterheads
Never gonna be Vince without fain again
I'm convinced we're attached at the brain and hip
So don't tell me to motherf*cking reign it in
I cant hear you my ears don't work and someone run
And tell my bitch I cant get to work until I hear her slurp
I'm too busy building networking skills until my net worth
Is 6 digit tills for real deal or no deal I'm onto the next
You're stuck playing checkers I've been flexing at chess
And I know that rest is strictly an investment
Invented for and by peasantry and I don't need no diamond ring to know
My bitch is only f*cking me
I'm just saying, you sucker motherf*ckers consuming a lot
Never been to prison but I spent my life stuck in a box
Being locked by consumerist thought
But I'm just in it for the love I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches
The drug money, drug money, drug money
I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches and drug money
Drug money, drug money
Yeah, that money make you act funny - yeah
That money make you act funny
Bitch I ain't no dummy I ain't in it for the money
I'm just in it for the better me, I'm in it for the mini me
I might never have I've just been laughing it off
Inhaling too much joker gas expanding
My thoughts been Gravitating towards space
Time I'll be quantum rhyming until these dimensions
Align combination of carbon atoms
My minds just been flying between lines of dark matter
And the cosine doesn't matter mathematics or not
Astronaut with his stomach in knots blasting off
Pouring like 40 40s out for my dogs where ever my thoughts Went
I lost them looking for god, cross wit with will and real intent
You got Vince and I'm sick of the doubt
Sick of the crowds, sick of looking at clouds
And wondering how I'm gonna get it now, get it now, get it now
Get it now, how I'm a gonna get it now
No slow down you might drown, down, down to the bottomless
Down to pit of the problem, it's wit and this wick just wont go out
But you're just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches and drug money
I'm just in it for the honeys, the bad bitches
And drug money, drug money, drug money
Yeah, that money make you act funny - yeah, that money make you act funny
Writer: Vincent Sokolowski
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid