Itl Marco - MONEY TALKS Lyrics

Rich bitch pull up in a Urus ain't no Mazda
How the f*ck you tellin' on your dog
Ain't got no honor
He in hot water, we gon' treat him like a lobster
I'm feelin' old fashioned, I'ma break out the Katana
I got digits on my phone, keep the money callin
I kick a bitch up out my car for doin' too much talkin
I ride around in foreign whips, I don't do no walkin
I got a baddie at the crib, she look like Summer Walker
Hit it first like Ray J, she bad but she crazy
Them boys ain't get no money cause they lazy
That broke shit, it don't phase me
Slap you if you pay late
I keep on jumpin' pay grades
If the Jake come chase me
Then I'm runnin' like I'm Tay-K
F*ck the cops, I'm runnin'
Right back to the Maybach
It's a short trip, smokin' 12 on the way back
Damn, that boy at Tattletail
Gon' treat him like a sewer rat
Feel like a Michelin chef when I'm cookin' tracks
It get lit up in the studio, I'm on one
I make a hit, I knock it out just like a home run
She keep on grantin' me these wishes just like Wanda
I ain't text her back, I like to make her wonder
Rich bitch pull up in a Urus ain't no Mazda
How the f*ck you tellin' on your dog
Ain't got no honor
He in hot water, we gon' treat him like a lobster
I'm feelin' old fashioned, I'ma break out the Katana
I got digits on my phone, keep the money callin
I kick a bitch up out my car for doin' too much talkin
I ride around in foreign whips, I don't do no walkin
I got a baddie at the crib, she look like Summer Walker
Hit it first like Ray J, she bad but she crazy
Them boys ain't get no money cause they lazy
That broke shit, it don't phase me
Slap you if you pay late
I keep on jumpin' pay grades
If the Jake come chase me
Then I'm runnin' like I'm Tay-K
Bitch im him , quit playin',
What I do, I make it rain
Knock some sense into they brain
Make em' stay up in they lane
They ain't like me, they mundane
Good fella, I feel made
Coppers knockin', it's a raid
I went ghost, M.I.A
Had to go and find my bae
Showin' skin like a fade
Make the money night and day
I don't ever take a break
Got two bitches lockin' legs
Hoppin' in for f*ck's sake
Talkin' to these dead prez
Like to keep me up late
Rich bitch pull up in a Urus ain't no Mazda
How the f*ck you tellin' on your dog
Ain't got no honor
He in hot water, we gon' treat him like a lobster
I'm feelin' old fashioned, I'ma break out the katana
I got digits on my phone, keep the money callin
I kick a bitch up out my car for doin' too much talkin
I ride around in foreign whips, I don't do no walkin
I got a baddie at the crib, she look like Summer Walker
Hit it first like Ray J, she bad but she crazy
Them boys ain't get no money cause they lazy
That broke shit, it don't phase me
Slap you if you pay late, I keep on jumpin' pay grades
If that Jake come chase me, then I'm runnin' like I'm Tay-K