Money On My Mind ft. FNX Whippa Lyrics

I Need a

Hundred hundreds

I Need a

Hundred hundreds

Aye, aye, aye

It make me sick to my stomach

I need a hundred hunnids

You know I get it poppin

Just like I'm on the molly

I been ballin' off a molly

I feel like John Stockton

When I walk through the breezeway of the projects

Naw, I won't give em an option

When we pull up in that drop head

I been gettin' paper dollars

Put the pistol to your knowledge

Read my lips

Watch how I'm talkin

Look at my wrist

Watch how I flossing

And I'm poppin

Like them pink dolphins

When I hit the scene

Yeah, it's a movie

Don't be acting so boujie

She got a man but she choosing

These groupies be so choosy

Tryna get to some money

This shit not easy or cheap

Who you think you impressing

The sauce has been released

But this the scene of the crime

This is the end of the night

Let the magic go

Gon' take flight

I got, I got money

I got, I got cars

I got, I got clothes

I got, I got money on my mind

I got money on my mind

I got money on my mind

I got money on my mind

Treat my bitch like she a dime

But I don't need that bitch, I'm fine

If it ain't bout bread, then I'm flyin

If it ain't bout bread, then I'm soarin

I pass the Glock, got niggas scoring

I left my last bitch, she was boring

Now she mad I'm in a foreign

Now she mad I'm in the drop top

Getting gwap

Niggas like to say I'm in the way

That shit'll never stop

Spin on his block, turn it Smokey grey

niggas might die to die to me

If niggas trip they DOA

I'm bout my chips like Frito-Lay

Tryna get me some money

I got money on my mind

I got money on my mind

Tryna get me some money

I got money on my mind

I got money on my mind

Tryna get to the money