Dollar signs Lyrics

Yeah,

ayy, let's go

Yeah, yeah,

Uh

Im smoking and gas, I'm out my mind

Shawty bad, she know she fine

She just wanna lay up and fuck I told her I ain't got no time

Ain't bout that cash then I declined

Yeah, all I see is dollar signs

No, I ain't beefin' bout no bitch I'd rather beef about a dime

Uh

You know I can settle for nothin'

If I lift up that metal, I'm bustin

That boy ain't got no cheddar, he bluffing

If he beef with the gang, he gon' see repercussions

Know I'm deep with the mob, you might think that we Russian

Get in the way, then you know Ima crush him

Big-ass drum, I ain't talkin' percussion

Play my cards with a bitch, I ain't doin' no cuffing

You know I ain't cuffin' no hoe

If it's up then it's stuck let me know

She a slut wanna fuck with the bros

Sippin' on don, got her touching her toes

Shawty the type , like to play with her nose

It get cold in the streets, gotta stay with the pole

When it's snowin' outside, got a drake in the coat

Had to put in that work, now they say I'm the goat

All my niggas be working

You ain't gettin' no money, then what is your purpose?

I heard that lil' nigga was purping

Have my young niggas hop out of suburbans

I get that money for certain

Play with the gang, then we closin' your curtains

We hit the mall then we splurging

Bitch, I be ballin' like Irving

Uh

I'm poppin' my shit on em

Bitch on my dick and you know she gon' sit on it

You niggas pups , and you know I'm the big homie

I remember back then when them hoes try to bid on me

That nigga bluffin', he said that he slid on me

Got a big-ass Drake, I got a kid on me

Better think twice, before you try to diss on me

Put that boy on a shirt, I'ma make sure they miss homie

I'ma make sure they miss him

But that's what he get for doin' all that dissing

You gotta focus when you're on the mission

How he got hit , he wasn't payin' attention

Riding with Nina you know it's gon' kiss him

Gotta watch for the snakes in the grass when they hissin

Told em boys stay in the house, they ain't listen

Bro popped a perk 30, now he itchin

Im smoking and gas, I'm out my mind

Shawty bad, she know she fine

She just wanna lay up and fuck I told her I ain't got no time

Ain't bout that cash then I declined

Yeah, all I see is dollar signs

No, I ain't beefin' bout no bitch I'd rather beef about a dime