म्यूज़िक वीडियो
म्यूज़िक वीडियो
क्रेडिट्स
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Destroy Lonely
Vocals
Bigga Rankin
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Sandimanie
Lyrics
Cade Phillip Blodgett
Composer
Marian Pfaff
Composer
Giuseppe Vasaturo
Composer
Thomas Herrick
Composer
Jalan Lowe
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil 88
Producer
T99
Producer
Wasa
Producer
TOOM
Producer
Travis Louis
Mastering Engineer
Cade
Producer
Ellantre “Tre” Williams
Mixing Engineer
गाने
[Intro]
Real **** radio
You see, a lot of people, they say they don't understand these young ****
But you gotta understand that life is a road with a lot of signs
And if you don't pay attention, sometimes you get lost forever
So I'm shoutin' out to all my old heads, man, huh
All my **** in the industry, when these young **** step to you, my ****
Give them the right answer, my ****, the right direction
So they can further they career, and all you DJs, play these young **** shit
If the shit good, give them a chance, ****, this is the fuckin' future, man
Woo-woo
Woo-woo
Woo-woo
Baby Money, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm back on that bullshit, yeah
[Chorus]
My bitch rockin' a black bandana (Black ban—)
I'm jumpin' out East Atlanta (Yeah)
Pop my shit, don't need no cameras (Yeah)
Got money, I look like a scammer (Yeah)
My wrist havin' a goddamn seizure (Yeah)
Everybody must think I'm a tweaker (Woo-woo)
My weed blowin', so are the speakers (Uh-uh)
I'm rich, I leave her, it's cheaper to keep her (Yeah)
Money (Baby)
Bitch wanna try a G6 (G6)
All of my hoes top ten (Ten)
Slam dunk your bitch, no assist (Style)
Huh, check my drip
I need a janitor, I just spilled (Just spilled)
I do syrup sippin', I'm sick (I'm sick)
I need help, I can't even feel shit (Can't feel)
[Verse 1]
She like to geek like a nerd, she want cocaine, think she Scarface (Yeah)
I've been gettin' way too high, got ash on my mink carpet (Yeah)
I made the SRT go skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, and now she carsick (Skrrt)
Baby Money, money, live a rockstar life, I like to party (Yeah, woo-woo)
I've got blood on my Timbs, I just brought the whole damn ATM (Yeah)
I just made a hurricane in here, I should've caught this on film (Yeah)
She wanna just fuck on me, but she wanna go fuck on him (Yeah)
I been livin' in luxury, got VVS' on all my limbs
[Chorus]
My bitch rockin' a black bandana (Black ban—)
I'm jumpin' out East Atlanta (Yeah)
Pop my shit, don't need no cameras
Got money, I look like a scammer (Money)
My wrist havin' a goddamn seizure (Seizure)
Everybody must think I'm a tweaker (Yeah)
My weed blowin', so are the speakers (Yeah)
I'm rich, I leave her, it's cheaper to keep her (Baby)
Money (Baby Money)
Bitch wanna try a G6 (G6)
All of my hoes top ten (Ten)
Slam dunk your bitch, no assist (Yeah)
Huh, check my drip (Drip)
I need a janitor, I just spilled (Spilled)
I do syrup sippin', I'm sick (Woo-woo)
I need help, I can't even feel shit (Woo-woo)
[Outro]
Baby Money
Real **** radio
Woo-woo, woo-woo
Written by: Bobby Sandimanie, Cade Phillip Blodgett, Giuseppe Vasaturo, Jalan Lowe, Marian Pfaff, Orlean Plummer, Thomas Herrick