More Money Than You Lyrics

Hey one thing I gotta say is

Never let these bitches trick you out your money little nigga

I just seen my homie the other day get scammed out the club from his young citch

I felt like I was in fuckin' Von's song Take her to the O

Now I'ma tell you how to keep it real playa son alright

I'ma need you to keep some money in your wallet

Some God in your heart

Some sense in your head alright

Hey yo night as well

Pour me up a little bit

She wanna have a sleepover I'm not sober

Sleepover?

She just wanted me to pick her up in that Range Rover

She think I'm good luck I must be a four-leaf clover

Heard the bitch was out here from Dover

I guess I'm gonna have to just bend her over

I've been on key timing ever since

Make more money than you can't pay your rent

She say I'm just evil but I'm heaven sent

Been talking too much shit think I might need a mint

Ain't dropped no music in a year yeah it's been a min

Heard that nigga rockin' V-Lone not Vetements

One two three four

Heard Yelloh Gonz been knockin' at your door

Five six seven eight

Better hurry up and answer before I don't fill your plate

Came in and I kick in doors like I'm Liu Kang

You ain't ready for this fuckin' shit nigga Hussein

I'ma bomb ya with the llama give a fuck about your mama

Sippin' on lean every day I hope it heal the pain

You niggas see-through just like windowpane

Bout to run up the fuckin' bands like I'm Usain

No bolt but I keep a couple screws loose

Heard your man broke makin' more money than you

Gucci on the left Louis on the right

Pockets gettin' tight it's your kryptonite

More money than you

I make more money than you

You got no religion who you true to

Can't afford true religion not even FUBU

Heard your man taste in clothes is straight boo-boo

Heard he got a YouTube it get no views

Hunnids on the left Glocky on the right

Gettin' more green than you it must be your kryptonite

Heard your bitch need some funds guess I'm headin' to her crib tonight

How you think you still have a place to fuckin' live tonight

One two three four

Heard Yelloh Gonz been knockin' at your door

Five six seven eight

Better hurry up and answer before I don't fill your plate

Hangin' around with felons demons on the left

Heard my bro caught a charge so I'm sleepin' with a tech

Nine dimes in the car goin' crazy

I been out with the gang screamin'

Fuck you pay me

Fuck you

It's gettin' hot

Fuck the bitch up one time I heard she bi

Heard I'm hella wavy lookin' like I'm sayin' hi

Gucci on the left Louis on the right

Pockets gettin' tight it's your kryptonite

More money than you

I make more money than you

What you need nigga? You know I have that

It's a Rick Owen hat I ain't wearin' snapbacks

Like some booty cheeks I make the FN clapback

Heard that bitch is a duck

Aflac

Hunnids on the left Glocky on the right

Gettin' more green than you it must be your kryptonite

Heard your bitch need some funds guess I'm headin' to her crib tonight

How you think you still have a place to fuckin' live tonight

Now I be seein' y'all young niggas stuntin' in the club and shit

Tryna rock all y'all cool designer shit

But ain't got a motherfuckin' dollar in your pocket

Now you know damn well your mama would be fuckin' sad

if she saw your ass right now

She'd be like

Curtis get your ass over here right now and take that shit off

You know your brother don't like you playin' around in his clothes

You got no hoes boy

Might as well just sit down and let the grown men do they shit man

Ha

Ha

Yeah

Shake that ass hoe

Shake that ass hoe

Unh

Unh

Left cheek uh right cheek uh

Left cheek uh

Right cheek uh

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up