MOOLAH (feat. Tilghost) Video (MV)

Yuh yuh yuh yuh

F*cking tonight (Ah)
In the room, bitch pussy tight (Ah)
I got me some cash (Ah)
Spent bout a band on some light (Ah)
Spent bout a band on some bright (Ah)
Spent bout a band on my sight (Ah)
I'm makin' it work (Huh yeah)
I'm makin' it right (Huh yeah)
I'm goin to work (Huh yeah)
I'm makin' that moolah (Yeah)
Shawty she askin' me for the new purse
Baby I got the Gouda (Huh yeah)
Huh yeah I got the gouda (Huh)
Spent bout a rack on a toola (Huh)
Pull up on me ima shoota (Huh)
Pull up on me ima loota (Huh)

Huh huh huh yeah
Pull up on me ima loota
Pull up on me I be suited
Pull up on me I be zooted
Pull up on me I be booted
Pull up me I be routin
Rootin' for the cash for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (Yeah, he cool but I'm cooler)
Rootin' for the cash for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (Got a pack with a toola)
Rootin' for the cash for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (F*ck with me, you a foola)
Rootin' for the cash for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (Nah, I ain't a shoota)
I'm rootin' for the cash for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (Yeah)
I'm rootin' for the cash for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash for the moolah (Yeah)

(Yeah)
Young nigga, I be rootin' for the cash (Yuh)
I ain't droppin' D but I'll do it for a bag (Yuh)
Itchy ass tee got me stretchin' my collar
I be f*ckin' up my shirts cause I'm pullin' on the tag ( Aight, okay)
I'm a cool lil kid from the west (Okay)
Sixteen but I'm doin' it the best (Okay)
Whole week I ain't do nothin' but rest up
How I get home and I missed three tests? (No way)

Sum like a fossil, I get dirty
Trust the lord, I'm never worried (I know, they don't get it)
Call my lyrics ammunition
If that's the case, you know I'm muf*ckin' loaded
I'm gone off the Za, I be muf*ckin' floatin' (Wee)
We laughin' and shit I be muf*ckin rollin' (Hahaha)
Tellin' these jokes I be muf*ckin' trollin' (Old ugly ah ha)
I'm geekin' like your boy allergic to pollen (Achoo)

I'm sneezin
She leavin
She go dummy every time I beat it
I get on

We be gettin' that moolah
We gettin' that cash forreal
My brother's a shoota
He gon' get on yo ass forreal
Pop a nigga like he poppin' a pill
Independent, won't be signin' a deal
I'm introverted I ain't tryna chill
I'm such a lagger, I be lyin' forreal

I go out of my mind (Word)
I ain't wastin' my time with your bitch (No bitch)
Why these nigga's beyond steppin' out of line
Every time I rhyme it's a hit
Why these lil nigga's cryin, I ain't even tryin
This some shit yo mama can spit (On P)
(Ay It's Lil Dom in this bitch)
This shit too easy, anybody can spit on a beat

Yuh yuh yuh yuh
F*cking tonight (Ah)
In the room, bitch pussy tight (That bitch pussy tight)
I got me some cash (Ah)
Spent bout a band on some light (Cash)
Spent bout a band on some bright (Ah)
Spent bout a band on my sight (Ah) (On God)
I'm makin' it work (Huh yeah)
I'm makin' it right (Huh yeah)
I'm goin to work (Huh yeah)
I'm makin' that moolah (Yeah)
Shawty she askin' me for that new purse
Baby I got the Gouda (Huh yeah)
Huh yeah I got the gouda (Huh)
Spent bout a rack on a toola (Huh)
Pull up on me ima shoota (Huh)
Pull up on me ima loota (Huh)

Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah
Rootin' for the cash, for the moolah