Luv Tha Money Lyrics

Quilly where the base at?

Runnin' to the bankroll all damn day

Gotta get these stank hoes out my face

You know when the money come then the bitches come

But I am too young for a wife okay?

Bitch I wanna live my life okay

I could never be your god damn bae

wish on the stars in the god damn wraith

Girl I know I'm not wrong when I say

You love me like I love the money

You love me like I love the money

You love me like I love the money

You love me like I love the money

Y-you want me like I want the money

You want me to want you but I don't

I want my dough, yeah

Baby what you want? You can't be my broad, you can't be my slatt

Too many niggas got different agendas the money got my back

Do you wanna know how much I made today?

I just spent 50g's it was a light stack

Nigga all of my VVS's bite back

Hoppin' up out of that whip I'm counting my racks

I swear I'm going crazy I don't bank with Chase, the bank it chase me

And I want a new AP all this money I make now they wanna slay me

And my pockets be green with money

And these niggas green with envy

And these crispy blue hunnids is tempting

When I'm seeing red let it empty, yeah

I just might go drop a bag on Balenci

I been putting my trust in these pretty blue benjis

Nigga who the fuck said money don't make you happy?

Got a smile on my face when I stack it and flip it

I just count up all day bitch I'm sybarite livin'

It's gon ruin my day if I don't got my digits

If the money change on me then you could be my wife

But I know the money ain't switching

Runnin' to the bankroll all damn day

Gotta get these stank hoes out my face

You know when the money come then the bitches come

But I am too young for a wife, okay?

Bitch I wanna live my life okay

I could never be your god damn bae

wish on the stars in the god damn wraith

Girl I know I'm not wrong when I say

You love me like I love the money

You love me like I love the money

You love me like I love the money

You love me like I love the money

Y-you want me like I want the money

You want me to want you but I don't

I want my dough, yeah

Might have to start fuckin' with crypto

Stuffing all these racks in these Girbauds

You niggas dilettante and it shows

Make it, stack it, flip it all I know- oh

Baby if you really want me you'd settle for being a hoe, you ain't on that shit

I do not like using twenty's cus Harriet Tubman, her face still ain't on that shit

These niggas thought it was rented

Brand new Lamborghini I bought that shit

Gettin' money, you never was taught that shit

Got a gun you ain't even gon draw that shit like

Big big money these ain't no pennies bae

Niggas don't even be counting up anyway

Gettin' this fetty like 1738

Money the reason for boosts in the murder rate

Money make the world go round

Money make ya girl go down

What's that sound?

If you ain't know then you know now

Runnin' to the bankroll all damn day

Gotta get these stank hoes out my face

You know when the money come then the bitches come

But I am too young for a wife, okay?

Bitch I wanna live my life okay

I could never be your god damn bae

wish on the stars in the god damn wraith

Girl I know I'm not wrong when I say

You love me like I love the money

You love me like I love the money

You love me like I love the money

You love me like I love the money

Y-you want me like I want the money

You want me to want you but I don't

I want my dough, yeah