Nillionaire Lyrics

(All you do is talk about money, that's all you do)

(Well, bitch, I need it)

(KATO on the track bi-)

Another fucking bill, man

I can't afford this shit

Yeah

Broke boy

Just pulled up to the drive-thru (skrt skrt)

Line is short like haiku, so I placed my order

I think the price is high, no?

I keep scratching my head till I'm bald like Caillou

Must be lied to ,only order fries, dude

Go through my quarter pile

Nickels, dimes, I scrape up and pull around the side

Chick in the window, angry eyes

As I hand her at least like thirty five

Roosevelt coins says to me, just give her time

She come back saying, broke, little boy

Laughs at me

Tells me I'm short by nine little pennies

But she say she like charity, so it's fine

Know what they say

What they say?

More money, more problemos (Nillionaire)

You broke then put your hand up

There ain't nothing wrong with rentals (Nillionaire)

Put another hand up if you can't afford your dental (Nillionaire)

And jump around if you walk to the beat of your own tempo (Nillionaire)

(Jump, Jump)

Pulled off in my hooptie sedan

Center console loose

The only thing holding my damn trunk together

Two screws, I think I'm screwed B

And that's saying it loosely

In hot water and I ain't got no damn jacuzzi

And how the fuck do

All these bitches turn out to be such floozies

Dropped the hoes and I regained focus

Dropped the smoke and I still stay potent

Ten toes down, but I stay floating

Yeah, I drink but these days who don't and

Mental health?

Don't ask, stay quiet

Therapy? They suggest I try it

Did it twice both times ain't like it

Sick since six, R.I.P. Bray Wyatt

Zoloft and Smirnoff to avoid the tears, woah woah

Yeah, I spit "Money Talks"

I still need a car note, note

Broke boy mixed with real and fake gold, gold

Surrounded by the girls

But they all just go-gos

Ready, set, go, go

Income, still need some

I'm fiending for green, son

Demons unleashed, keys to my Nissan

Something's between the teeth

It won't turn like a zombie vaccine

So I-T won't start ignition

Job, I need one

Single to hit

So I got KATO on the beat, son

But I need the receipt for my tax write-off

Labels won't sign off these

Independent still on the scene

Rep HaterHaterz, HZ-HZ

DMs full of OnlyFan biddies

Saying to me, "pay me, pay me"

Bitch, shut the fuck up

If I could, I wouldn't

I would stack up all the skrilla and buy some dumb shit I shouldn't

Know what they say

What they say?

More money, more problemos (Nillionaire)

You broke then put your hand up

There ain't nothing wrong with rentals (Nillionaire)

Put another hand up if you can't afford your dental (Nillionaire)

And jump around if you walk to the beat of your own tempo (Nillionaire)

(Jump, Jump)