Money Man - SUPERIOR Lyrics

She know she her and I'm him, she my lil' motherf*ckin' twin
I get high just like a blimp, I burn a nigga like hemp
I know your thoughts was skeptical, don't have no worries, I'm credible, yeah
Baby, your body incredible, yeah, baby, your body incredible, yeah
Speedy to go get it, babe, fly your ass out to Jamaica
You know I'm smokin' on flavor, love it when you ain't on pain (Zaytoven)
You better get a grip (Trauma Tone), fight and we f*ck and we back up
I'm finna go hit the bank up, ungrateful nigga should thank us
I be your personal trainer, she step behind like a trailer
Monogram slacks with the blazer, give a lil' nigga a taper
Come get your bitch 'fore I take her, on the east side to Decatur
What's up with you, baby? You comin' or not? I'm finna cop a Bugatti
What's up with these nigga? They hatin' a lot, I'm finna shoot up the party

Too many sticks in my den, den, den, I should enlist in the ARMY
You know I'm cold with the pen, pen, pen, I'm a superior artist
You know I pull up and spin, spin, spin, 'fore I'm takin' a life
You know she just like a twin, twin, twin, me and her thinkin' alike

Nigga in pictures, they tuckin' they ice, run in your spot and I'm leavin' it white
She a bad bitch, that's what I like, take you to Doha, baby, I might
Spin like Sterling, Newman, might, jewelry been hittin', incredible ice
Me and her livin' incredible life, real big shark, yeah baby, I bite
Money touch the sky, that shit got height, I can put you way, way up in the building
Baby, I'm a real king, yeah, she never, LV speedy, yeah, come get that
LV keepall, yeah, come get that
Tryna go OC, yeah, I'm with that, tryna go splurge right now, I'm with that
Hold on, put your money up, I got that, hold on, I'ma hit his ass with a compact
Mind, body, soul, baby, need all that
Give me my money right now, I need all that, for real

Too many sticks in my den, den, den, I should enlist in the ARMY
You know I'm cold with the pen, pen, pen, I'm a superior artist
You know I pull up and spin, spin, spin, 'fore I'm takin' a life
You know she just like a twin, twin, twin, me and her thinkin' alike

Yeah, comin' right now, need all that
Shawty got ass, need all that
You can do what you want when you ballin', yeah
I'm tryna wait these plays keep callin', yeah
She know she her and I'm him
I'm havin' tree, I could sell you a limb
Bitch, I'm a star, you should get this on film
Damn that shit crazy, she thick and slim
I'm out in Houston, like, Stefon Diggs, yeah
I'm on that block with the SIG', yeah
You know I ain't blowin' no mid, yeah
This shit here the best you can get, yeah
I'm addicted to dough, though I admit it
Throw a lil' bag if you with me, motherf*ckin' with a dime, I'm picky
These streets get slick and sticky, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lil' mama down to ride, if I get caught, she alibi
So I ain't got no problem gettin' busy if you get out of line
So if we pull up, then like Denzel, that nigga out of time
Them binary triggers on them glizzys get to same line
(Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah) That's how we hit 'em, yeah
Shoot her whole face like Lillard, yeah, your head half-off like Dillard's, yeah
Man, she from AD, Mike Miller, trap from my soul Bryson Tiller
Ain't nothin' like them nigga from the back in the day, don't push me, I might trip on 'em

Too many sticks in my den, den, den, I should enlist in the ARMY
You know I'm cold with the pen, pen, pen, I'm a superior artist
You know I pull up and spin, spin, spin, 'fore I'm takin' a life
You know she just like a twin, twin, twin, me and her thinkin' alike