(Ala, yes, haha)
Lil' mama like, "Goddamnit, you hell"
I had made 80K from a Zelle
Got rich cartel, got squares in the mail
Got Chase, got Wells
Got fake SS cards, pros, and L's
Got a runner gettin' info from hotels
Got a bad bitch shoppin' with me on Rodeo
In the Culinan, insides white like mayo
I be fryin' so much, I might end up in jail
Got UK slips, I'ma find that glitch
I'ma take this account, I'ma drain that bitch
Juiced up files and they ready right now
Shawty on the bed, nigga, ready right now
756s boost my style
Niggas work for free damn, that's wild
10K formula, I'ma turnt, get a foul
Burberry bunk, gon' drape my child
Fendi kind shorts, just drank my seed
UPS worker just chill with my weed
CP nine when I sign that lease
Button-down silk shirt made by Dreez
Bro couldn't sip syrup got him on creatine
Every day, I wake up, hit the gym and I deadlift
5X barrel, nigga, we'll come shred shit
Big Money, number one, they don't wan' at me
Bet a nigga run, we get space, you better blow strike
Real street nigga, hell yeah, I'm a lowlife
Glock 17 on tuck with the flashlight
Quick draw, we saw a nigga, better act right
UK cartridge, you know I wanna punch in
Bank account influence, social gettin' dumped in
You don't really get money, not him, not him
Got star neck, flex for me just to lock in
Really gettin' to it hittin' big boy objects
Nigga really charged, really blowin' T8
60K, one day, only took one play
Flexed up Monday, Dubai, one-way
If I'm lyin' right now, Lord, strike me down
Hittin' different ATMs, I'm makin' them rounds
Go inside the bank, bae, and make me proud
See if you can take the whole balance out
Lil' mama like, "Goddamnit, you hell"
I had made 80K from a Zelle
Got rich cartel, got squares in the mail
Got Chase, got Wells
Got fake SS cards, pros, and L's
Got a runner gettin' info from hotels
Got a bad bitch shoppin' with me on Rodeo
In the Culinan, insides white like mayo
I be fryin' so much, I might end up in jail
Got UK slips, I'ma find that glitch
I'ma take this account, I'ma drain that bitch
Juiced up files and they ready right now
Shawty on the bed, nigga, ready right now
756s boost my style
Niggas work for free damn, that's wild
10K formula, I'ma turnt, get a foul
Burberry bunk, gon' drape my child
You Hell Video (MV)
Performed By: Money Man
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Andrea De Bernardi, Gooboon Jeong, Tysen Jay Bolding, Wesley James Nixon
Money Man - You Hell Lyrics
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(Ala, yes, haha)
Lil' mama like, "Goddamnit, you hell"
I had made 80K from a Zelle
Got rich cartel, got squares in the mail
Got Chase, got Wells
Got fake SS cards, pros, and L's
Got a runner gettin' info from hotels
Got a bad bitch shoppin' with me on Rodeo
In the Culinan, insides white like mayo
I be fryin' so much, I might end up in jail
Got UK slips, I'ma find that glitch
I'ma take this account, I'ma drain that bitch
Juiced up files and they ready right now
Shawty on the bed, nigga, ready right now
756s boost my style
Niggas work for free damn, that's wild
10K formula, I'ma turnt, get a foul
Burberry bunk, gon' drape my child
Fendi kind shorts, just drank my seed
UPS worker just chill with my weed
CP nine when I sign that lease
Button-down silk shirt made by Dreez
Bro couldn't sip syrup got him on creatine
Every day, I wake up, hit the gym and I deadlift
5X barrel, nigga, we'll come shred shit
Big Money, number one, they don't wan' at me
Bet a nigga run, we get space, you better blow strike
Real street nigga, hell yeah, I'm a lowlife
Glock 17 on tuck with the flashlight
Quick draw, we saw a nigga, better act right
UK cartridge, you know I wanna punch in
Bank account influence, social gettin' dumped in
You don't really get money, not him, not him
Got star neck, flex for me just to lock in
Really gettin' to it hittin' big boy objects
Nigga really charged, really blowin' T8
60K, one day, only took one play
Flexed up Monday, Dubai, one-way
If I'm lyin' right now, Lord, strike me down
Hittin' different ATMs, I'm makin' them rounds
Go inside the bank, bae, and make me proud
See if you can take the whole balance out
Lil' mama like, "Goddamnit, you hell"
I had made 80K from a Zelle
Got rich cartel, got squares in the mail
Got Chase, got Wells
Got fake SS cards, pros, and L's
Got a runner gettin' info from hotels
Got a bad bitch shoppin' with me on Rodeo
In the Culinan, insides white like mayo
I be fryin' so much, I might end up in jail
Got UK slips, I'ma find that glitch
I'ma take this account, I'ma drain that bitch
Juiced up files and they ready right now
Shawty on the bed, nigga, ready right now
756s boost my style
Niggas work for free damn, that's wild
10K formula, I'ma turnt, get a foul
Burberry bunk, gon' drape my child
Lil' mama like, "Goddamnit, you hell"
I had made 80K from a Zelle
Got rich cartel, got squares in the mail
Got Chase, got Wells
Got fake SS cards, pros, and L's
Got a runner gettin' info from hotels
Got a bad bitch shoppin' with me on Rodeo
In the Culinan, insides white like mayo
I be fryin' so much, I might end up in jail
Got UK slips, I'ma find that glitch
I'ma take this account, I'ma drain that bitch
Juiced up files and they ready right now
Shawty on the bed, nigga, ready right now
756s boost my style
Niggas work for free damn, that's wild
10K formula, I'ma turnt, get a foul
Burberry bunk, gon' drape my child
Fendi kind shorts, just drank my seed
UPS worker just chill with my weed
CP nine when I sign that lease
Button-down silk shirt made by Dreez
Bro couldn't sip syrup got him on creatine
Every day, I wake up, hit the gym and I deadlift
5X barrel, nigga, we'll come shred shit
Big Money, number one, they don't wan' at me
Bet a nigga run, we get space, you better blow strike
Real street nigga, hell yeah, I'm a lowlife
Glock 17 on tuck with the flashlight
Quick draw, we saw a nigga, better act right
UK cartridge, you know I wanna punch in
Bank account influence, social gettin' dumped in
You don't really get money, not him, not him
Got star neck, flex for me just to lock in
Really gettin' to it hittin' big boy objects
Nigga really charged, really blowin' T8
60K, one day, only took one play
Flexed up Monday, Dubai, one-way
If I'm lyin' right now, Lord, strike me down
Hittin' different ATMs, I'm makin' them rounds
Go inside the bank, bae, and make me proud
See if you can take the whole balance out
Lil' mama like, "Goddamnit, you hell"
I had made 80K from a Zelle
Got rich cartel, got squares in the mail
Got Chase, got Wells
Got fake SS cards, pros, and L's
Got a runner gettin' info from hotels
Got a bad bitch shoppin' with me on Rodeo
In the Culinan, insides white like mayo
I be fryin' so much, I might end up in jail
Got UK slips, I'ma find that glitch
I'ma take this account, I'ma drain that bitch
Juiced up files and they ready right now
Shawty on the bed, nigga, ready right now
756s boost my style
Niggas work for free damn, that's wild
10K formula, I'ma turnt, get a foul
Burberry bunk, gon' drape my child
Writer: Andrea De Bernardi, Gooboon Jeong, Tysen Jay Bolding, Wesley James Nixon
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING