MONEY 2 (ICED OUT) Lyrics

Iced out my wrist, bad ass lil bitch

Getting to that money, all my niggas still getting rich

Iced out my wrist, bad ass lil bitch

Getting to this money, all my niggas still getting rich

We still getting that money

Play around, and shit get ugly

Used to fuck on a fuck nigga bitch

Now the pussy ass nigga, bitch said, she love me

Blow her back out, bitch stop running

In the trap house, my boys hustling

Spent a couple racks, that ain't nun

Where the hood rats at? I love em

And you know I get straight to the money

Yeah, four get straight to the money

At the club and we throwing out Hunnits

Fucking two bad bitches, like let's be honest (lesbianist)

Run a bag up quick, you can call me Sonic

Can't fuck a broke bitch, that ain't get no money

Got a big ass chop, don't make me buss

Make a bad bitch suck my dick til I bust

She ride on my dick like a mother fucking bus (ha ha)

Iced out my wrist (my wrist)

Bad ass lil bitch (bad ass lil bitch)

Getting straight to the money

All of my niggas out here getting rich

And I'm posted up with Too Lit

You know my boys too lit

Bust down Audemar in this bitch

Bitch, I need a Tylenol cause I'm sick

Never lacking when I go around the town

Catch me riding around with that blick

Tell a pussy boy that he better run

If he see my face, that's it

I be with the guys, that's it

I be counting money, that's it

Turn a couple racks to a hundred racks

I'm the money man in this bitch

And this shit too easy, switch flow like Weezy

Told you niggas that it's open season

Hand out when they fucking need me

On my own shit, I'm the fucking leader

Trying to stack my money like I'm Derek Jeter

We like it iced out, we don't need a heater

Nigga mad as fuck, he heard his bitch a eater

If I was them, I probably wouldn't like me either

Iced out my wrist, bad ass lil bitch

Getting to that money, all my niggas still getting rich

Iced out my wrist, bad ass lil bitch

Getting to this money, all my niggas still getting rich

We still getting that money

Play around, and shit get ugly

Used to fuck on a fuck nigga bitch

Now the pussy ass nigga, bitch said, she love me

Blow her back out, bitch stop running

In the trap house, my boys hustling

Spent a couple racks, that ain't nun

Where the hood rats at? I love em

And you know I get straight to the money

Yeah, four get straight to the money

At the club and we throwing out Hunnits

Fucking two bad bitches, like let's be honest (lesbianist)

Run a bag up quick, you can call me Sonic

Can't fuck a broke bitch, that ain't get no money

Got a big ass chop, don't make me buss

Make a bad bitch suck my dick til I bust

She ride on my dick like a mother fucking bus (ha ha)