Mo Money Mo Problems ft. 4Dsteph Lyrics

Pockets full of bands, hands full of racks

Never turning down, I stay turnt up to the max

Ridin' with my shooters and I keep a strap

Call em Kobe in the Clutch, they don't ever lack

Smoke that book pack, I dropped the roof back

Poppin' in my city, now they know me, round the map

I'm addicted to the money like a junkie with the crack

I'm like Aaron Donald cause you know I get a sack

They say more money, more problems, bank account got commas

I'm counting out these dollars, I make it rain

The crew full of ballers, the crew full of sliders

And you know they keep choppas

They say more money, more problems

Bank account got commas, I'm counting out these dollars

I make it rain, the crew full of ballers The crew full of sliders

And you know they keep choppas

I rock Christian Dior, every day I stay fly

I feel like I can soar, speedin' in my coupe

I put the pedal to the floor, used to be poor

Now I got money and I blow it in the store

I can't get enough cash, gotta get some more

Ice on my neck and wrist, diamonds galore

If money ain't callin', I press ignore

Hop in the Hellcat, the engine roar

They say more money, more problems

Bank account got commas, I'm countin' up these dollars

I make it rain, the crew full of ballers

The crew full of sliders and you know they keep choppas

They say more money, more problems

Bank account got commas, I'm countin' up these dollars

I make it rain, the crew full of ballers

The crew full of sliders and you know they keep choppas

Ayy, more money, more problems, You can call me out to solve em

Used to fuck on dusty hoes, now I'm fuckin' IG models

Hit the gas, I'm goin' full throttle

Put all my feelings right in the bottle

Misled, I never had me a role model

Rollin' back to back, I be so faded like a drop fade

Niggas say he fuck my bitch, why the fuck would I ever be phased

All these hoes green just like a light, these bitches all on go

Caught a opp at the red light just like spotem, you know we got em

They say more money, more problems

Bank account got commas, I'm countin' up these dollars

I make it rain, the crew full of ballers

The crew full of sliders and you know they keep choppas

They say more money, more problems

Bank account got commas, I'm countin' up these dollars

I make it rain, the crew full of ballers

The crew full of sliders and you know they keep choppas