MONEY COME & MONEY GO ft. Skimo Lyrics

See, my days are cold without you

But I'm hurting while I'm with you

My heart can't take no more

I keep on running back to you

Back to you, back to you, back to you, to you, to you

I keep on running back to you

Uh, money come, and money go

Women come, and women go

That's just how it fucking goes

Stacking money, stacking cash

Going dummy, on these tracks

Money coming, coming fast

Calls coming, call my trap

Try and contact me and

I might hit you back

But if you on my team

Then why'd you fucking ask?

Yo, Pat's bro

You gonna have me on the track bro

That's a fact bro

Had to bring it back bro

Yo, money macro

You ain't got no cash though

You got a wack ho

Like my girl's natural

Make your girl hit that woah

On my fuckin' pop smoke

Always on that K. Dot though

With my man K.Ron yo

And I got, JdawgSupremo

Yo ass for real broke

Uh, money come and money go

Women come, and women go

That's just how it fucking goes

Livin' my life in the same cycle

Starting to feel like a psycho

Pull up with a band, screaming"sike ho!"

Money come, money go

Money go, quick

Six inch stiletto's she

Be whippin' on that pole slick

Feed his supplier, she be

Buying out the whole brick

Not new to fashion

Got the new

And I got the old rick

Got them ricks

On my pants

Got them ricks

On my feet

Always best dressed

Even if it ain't fashion week

Making music here

Just Skimo and me

Making money

Like a casino off this beat

Money come, money go

Money go quick

Fly out these girls

Got them pearls

We ain't that old rich

Money trees, on the street

Yeah, we all rich

Seventeen with the dream

Yeah, we all this

Come and make a scene

And we out this.