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Money Everywhere Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
5 in my pocket, 10 on my body 100,000 in the bank, I'm arrogant and cocky
Couple million in the safe, buried in the tropics Well respected and connected like I was a socket
All about that Duncan Hines, haters can't relate, Hop up in the truck on 8's, go-go gadget skates
Blowing cushion everywhere, I know you wanna taste She asked me for some money, I told her pump your brakes
5 bands in my pocket, 10 racks on my body 7 grams of that Keisha, got me geeking like Bobby
Flexing on them on cocky, ice on me like hockey Came through on them horses, would've thought I was a jockey
Bad bitch and she jocking, Victoria on her stockings She don't need no nigga, to hit the mall and go shopping
Dead fresh in my audio, I run shit like cardio Hit your ass with that two can, you need an extra man like Mario
5 in my pocket, 10 on my body 100,000 in the bank, I'm arrogant and cocky
Couple million in the safe, buried in the tropics Well respected and connected like I was a socket
All about that Duncan Hines, haters can't relate, Hop up in the truck on 8's, go-go gadget skates
Blowing cushion everywhere, I know you wanna taste She asked me for some money, I told her pump your brakes
Your flow is inadequate, I know the game like an analyst I'm a genius, playboy, millionaire philanthropist
I flip dough like a mattress, my lifestyle is extravagant I celebrate like a graduate, keep the tool with me like an advocate
I Pulled up in that hard top, loud pack'll make your heart stop Black out, walk in the club, they gotta shut it down like a laptop
Drop classic hits like symphonies, won't stop till God send for me , friends fake and pretend to be, so these haters get no sympathy
5 in my pocket, 10 on my body 100,000 in the bank, I'm arrogant and cocky
Couple million in the safe, buried in the tropics Well respected and connected like I was a socket
All about that Duncan Hines, haters can't relate, Hop up in the truck on 8's, go-go gadget skates
Blowing cushion everywhere, I know you wanna taste She asked me for some money, I told her pump your brakes
She asking me but don't ever get it, Like the crew but ain't never with it,
Wanna try but ain't never did it, Like the smell but ain't never hit it
This Kush that I'm smoking on, got me stuck like a mannequin Trip till I start panicking, that's that shenanigans
I'm beamed up like Star Trek, no radio, no contact I started from the ground up, no record deal, no contract
I'm well respected in your neighborhood, feel like the fan on me, I'm cool
My money long, my family straight, cause I done paid my dues