money v2 ft. nxydo Lyrics

Woah-oh (Woah)

Woah (Woah-oh)

Woah (Woah-oh)

Yeah, pull up in a coupe, fuckin' on a Jew

Yeah, pull up with some sticks, yeah, pull up wit' the crew

Best believe when we spin yo' block, we takin' some loot

Me and Elapid pull up to the function sippin' on C42, woah

My baby momma was actin' up so I shot her with a .32, woah

Fuckin' on a MILF, yeah, she was about 52, what, yeah

And when I see Ray's mom, I'm fuckin' her in the ooh

Woah

Woah-oh-oh

I'm fuckin' on your mom too

Got a stick, load it wit' that .42

Shoot it at your shit, shoot it at your boo

I got the shit, I got the money too

Stackin' my shit, got you sick, like the flu

All this money on me, pull up in a coupe

I-I-I got the hoes, I got the money too

And I really wanted them

Like, I signed myself up, I signed my entire fucking family up and I didn't win them

And that's like the only thing that I want

I just want to see Taylor Swift and I didn't get them

Oh-ho-oh-oh

I fucked that bitch in the back of the whip

Pull up wit' that FN, pull up wit' that brand new stick

I got the shit, pull up with a brand new bitch

Fuckin' on a ho, you know she not worth shit

Yeah, I got the money, yeah, I got the money

Diamonds on my wrist, shining bright, like it's sunny

She told me to take it slow, like we in some honey

Pull up wit' a AR-15, shit ain't funny

Hell nah, this not a joke, hell nah, shit ain't funny

And me and Nxydo still smokin' the Easter Bunny