Money Motivated Lyrics

You would've thought it was a holiday, you see all of The stars

It's only bosses around me that got me smokin' a Cigar

She not a ten in the face, but her body up to par

You better hold on to that, when you hangin' out the Car

Real OG in the kitchen, hear him cookin' that shit up

Man, we took that nigga legs, why you keep tryna Get up

This a money-makin' mission, boy, you bet not fuck it Up

I swear these bitches really freaky, finna' let her Suck me up

Throw the duffel bag on the ground, like, who Runnin' this shit Now?

Free my daddy out them bars forever holdin' Fenkell Down

This ain't me tryna impress you, girl, this really how, Sound

Boy, don't put yo' feet in my shoes, you can't even Walk a mile

Been smokin' exotic, you pulled a hunnid out the Bank

I'm like, Stop it

We gettin' money over here, you tryna change the Topic

All my bitches got the tea, I'm finna have them clock it

Girl, you could break me off in peace, you know I like Chocolate

Gettin' them gone off my list, you next on the docket

That boy popped another perky, I can't even knock it

You in the zone, nigga, uh-uh, uh-uh

You would've thought it was a holiday, you see all the stars

It's only bosses around me that got me smokin' a cigar

She not a ten in the face, but her body up to par

You better hold on to that, we ain't hangin' out the car

Real OG in the kitchen, hear him cookin' that shit up

Man, we took that nigga legs, why you keep tryna Get up?

This a money-makin' mission, boy, you bet not fuck it Up

I swear these bitches really freaky, finna' let her Suck me up

Dollar after dollar, pink ones and the blue ones

I won't blame you if you hit the gas when the blues Come

Oh, they do that shit for free? Not from me, boy, is you dumb?

I'm Misses Air This Bitch Out, cause I'll fuck around and move somethin

I know you see all of the stars, we gon' fuck around and shine

You like them niggas that ain't shit, but I can tell you ain't my kind

I make that Munyun every day, you like a lemon, I'm A Lime

I caught you flexin' on the gram, I think that shit should be a crime

Cause nigga you know you lyin

Womp, womp, womp, womp

Oh, yea, oh, yea, bitch