MONEY TR33$ Lyrics

Hell nawl stay your ass in here

Huh

Iight

Ain't no Neefers this time it's just Neef

If money grow on branches

I guess his shit off a twig

I'm rockstar living

Document my whole life with a vid

Neck on ice age

Moving like Diego and Syd

He Talking crazy

Now he think That he got jumped by a squid

Slick talking

Mess around and sell some leaves to a tree

Smooth stepping

Got me thinking I can walk on the sea

Told me she was horny

Fucked around stung her ass like a bee

The same thing you would've paid for

I would've got it for free

Blurry vision Cashmere

But I wouldn't never sweater

She Said she was done with me

And left so you know imma let her

I'm icy hot kinda dripping

Yea I'm kin to the weather

Claim she better than my last

But my last one was better

I like em brown

All Tens

But the color of a pennies

And Imma hot dog

Walking everywhere with the glizzy

Didn't let me hit

Ok cool I still played with the kitty

Hit his ass with the hook

Who said I was going fishing

He did a show it was cool

He gotta couple of bitches

I did a show crowed surfed

I'm like posideon With fishes

Nemesis Marcus Saks fifth

Did some shopping in Lenox

You Should've seen her on her knees

Would've thought she was Christian

Did magic with a stack

Should've seen how I flipped it

Talking crazy with yo thumbs

Boy that shit have me livid

Hit her in the living room

You should've seen how I killed it

Loud talking shut em up

You should've seen how I zipped it

Ok

If money grow on branches

I guess his shit off a twig

I'm rockstar living

Document my whole life with a vid

Neck on ice age

Moving like Diego and syd

He Talking crazy

Now he think that he got jumped by a squid

Slick talking

Mess around and sell some leaves to a tree

Smooth stepping

Got me thinking I can walk on the sea

Told me she was horny

Fucked around stung her ass like a bee

The same shit you would've paid for

I get it for free

She came to speak to me from the other side

like Adele

I'm about greens, cabbage, spinach

Yea I'm getting to the kale

Asked for sex on the beach

I'll see like a shell

With my dogs just like Blue

We like Shovel and Pail

I'm really him

Walking in the lights gone dim

I go by Neefers but neef yea he just my synonym

Recorded my life so long

They start run outta film

And I play my whole life out

Control it like a Sim

And you know they gonna hate on me

Because i am that guy

Riding round in a blue coop

You know I named it sly

Turned that nigga to spirit

He swear that he was fly

Imma always tell the whole truth

Even when I lie