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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Noodle
Performer
Prznt
Performer
Christian Caceres
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Caceres
Songwriter
Lyrics
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Money, all these hoes, I be growin' with my conscience
Racks comin' in, money flow, be a constant
Big watch all up on my wrist so they spot this
Foreign all my whips, and my hoes they came topless
Damn lil' shawtie, what you doin' on the late night?
Said she wanna slide but it's not even date night
Swimmin' with the fishes, I'm on top like a great white
Countin' up them hunids through the night to the day, mind
Shawtie, what you doin' catchin' me? I'm on her phone
We're both with the spite, I be sippin' at the stop phone
Put you on a flight to my city, have your mind blown
Hop right off the plane, I be in another time zone
Money, all these hoes, I be growin' with my conscience
Racks comin' in, money flow, be a constant
Big watch all up on my wrist so they spot this
Foreign all my whips, and my hoes they came topless
I just ditch you, runnin' on the dash now
Money comin', can't be spent we'll light a flash now
Then she help me, all my homies got they smiles down
I just did a show, got 40 bitches in the back now
Tell me why these bitches on my dick, is it money?
Is it 'cause I got a foreign whip? Am I stunning?
It's not hide or hidden on my flex, now they want me
Tell them to get off, I put a zip on, make it funny
Oh yeah, oh yeah, get on my chick, girl come yeah
Double I move under my soul, I saw a cold bitch done, yeah
You can't hide on the phone, just say goodbye, I'ma grind it
I beat it like the meat is grind, I'm cold just like Wakanda yeah
Money, all these hoes, I be growin' with my conscience
Racks comin' in, money flow, be a constant
Big watch all up on my wrist so they spot this
Foreign all my whips, and my hoes they came topless
Damn lil' shawtie, what you doin' on the late night?
Said she wanna slide but it's not even date night
Swimmin' with the fishes, I'm on top like a great white
Countin' up them hunids through the night to the day, mind
Shawtie, what you doin' catchin' me? I'm on her phone
We're both with the spite, I be sippin' at the stop phone
Put you on a flight to my city, have your mind blown
Hop right off the plane, I be in another time zone
Money, all these hoes, I be growin' with my conscience
Racks comin' in, money flow, be a constant
Big watch all up on my wrist so they spot this
Foreign all my whips, and my hoes they came topless
Writer(s): Christian Caceres
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