Money & Sweaters Lyrics

Had to remind her she not on my level

All these hoes care about is money and sweaters

Yo' face is so pretty, I'm treating you special

He ran up a milli, and don't feel no better

We finally did it

D-d-did it

We finally did it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Butterfly doors make the Urus look special, fuck it, I might just take out the brain

Hundred in cash make these hoes treat me special, fuck 'em, ima' just treat 'em the same

Fuck with us now used to say we was lame

They broke my heart what a shame

Now we push Wraiths in the rain

Now we push Wraiths like they regular

The hoe ain't worth shit but to back it up

(Back it uh-uh-up)

They pull out they phone been a year

You wasted your time, I was here

Fuck love, these bitches is weird

Hrt too fast can't steer

It was just us in the trenches, we talked 'bout the cash like bro is you ready or not

Sa-sa-sacrificed everything, praying to elevate just to get off the block

Right 'round the time, I fell for the music, lil' bro fell in love with the drop

The Lamb' look boring in yellow and red I made it the color of snot

We not in love, I don't care what you thought

We gambled our lives, I'm done with the slots

They standing up for me, I'm calling the shots

Thought I would make it, by whooping a pot

But God woke me up, I seen it like no way

You hate to see me in my old ways

This shit ain't the same from the old days

I did it for them, you did it for Dolce

No wonder the world ain't feeling it

Said she in love, she must think I'm an idiot

Told her shut up, she keep screaming out "period"

They told me go slow, but I just was not hearing it

Never give 'em too much, Hrt keeping 'em curious

I can not fail, why you think I look serious

Chanel when she landed or the hoe getting furious

I think I'm in love, call me up when you hearing this

When it start running dry, they calling on me, I need like two phones

You pushing up now, but you L-A-T-E, I've been too alone

Fans find out where we stay at, told bro we need a new home

Won't give up our shit, we work and thank God we waited too long

Had to remind her she not on my level

All these hoes care about is money and sweaters

Yo' face is so pretty, I'm treating you special

He ran up a milli, and don't feel no better

We finally did it

D-d-did it

We finally did it

Had to remind her she not on my level

All these hoes care about is money and sweaters

Yo' face is so pretty, I'm treating you special

He ran up a milli, and don't feel no better

Had to remind her she not on my level

All these hoes care about is money and sweaters

Yo' face is so pretty, I'm treating you special

He ran up a milli, and don't feel no better

We finally did it