Mor Flid - Bout the Money (feat. YoToady, Wary Perry & Captain Cooke) Lyrics

I been getting f*cking money
I been getting f*cking money
I been getting f*cked up bout the money
Getting f*cked up every day
Getting f*cked up bout the money every day

I been getting f*cking money
I been getting f*cked up bout the money
Getting f*cked up every day
Getting f*cked up bout the money every day

Getting with the guap
And I'm getting with the guap
I been going off on the block
I been moving with my feet kicking rocks across the ground
With your girl looking at me, what she want
I tell her "look in my eyes" as I put it down
I tell her "look in my eyes" as I put it down
1, 2, 3, let's get it

WHAT

What you doing with guap looking money, money, money in my eyes
I tell you money is my prize
You tell me money in my eyes

I can tell you want your heart you want the fame though
I can tell you looking back looking for my pain though
Call it window pain cause I'm looking at you walk out the door with the money money

Trap shit, trap shit, I'ma kill a rat shit
I don't give a f*ck yo
F*ck that shit
Oooooh, I'm the bad shit
Yeaaa, you on that shit

Trap shit, trap shit, I'ma kill a rat shit
I don't give a f*ck yo
F*ck that shit
Oooooh, I'm the bad shit
Yeaaa, you on that shit

Gottem posted up in Speare
Gotta case of my beer
We respect women, know I'm here
But she still spread her legs like smear
Converse gang, though she reppin' loko
Got a Thotiana and we sippin' Lokos
Psycaledics only I don't sip the coco
On the beat, you can catch the smoke hoe

413 if you want the addy
Volvo I can't afford a Caddy
Gotta sweet tooth, call me Sugar Daddy
But we flip the beat like a Krabby Patty

I been getting f*cking money
I been getting f*cking money
I been getting f*cked up bout the money
Getting f*cked up every day
Getting f*cked up bout the money every day

I been getting f*cking money
I been getting f*cked up bout the money
Getting f*cked up every day
Getting f*cked up bout the money every day