Lyrics

Hey, man, the, the fuck you mean You ain't heard of no fuckin' Lentra the God? Uh, bbno$, bbno$ Now my money long, I'm Jack Money Bean (sauce) Reflect sunshine 'cause my wrist clean (yeah) I'm a money hoarder, ferment cheese (cheese) Crossin' every border, can't catch me (boom) Cashed in ten plus 22 shows out in Europe (Europe) I'm a good fellow 'cause I'm after dinero (Robert) Married to the money, fingers wrapped in some zeros (zeros) Married to the money, yeah, wrapped in some zeros I ain't growin' up Only fuck with MILFs, I ain't growin' up And my boy baby glowin' up Got your main bitch tryna hoe at us That's how you know it's us Hol' up, hol' up, let me go in real quick She want my seed, got the fertilizer, what the fuck you mean? I need some bread for the appetizer, diamonds lookin' clean I took the lead, quite the exerciser, runnin' up my fees I never read, just an analyzer, I'm a special breed I'm an amethyst analysis, I double up my money like a catalyst Your silly thotty's booty is a little bit inadequate I keep my 20 points, I do not think I need no management I'm better than like half these rappers and I'm still a graduate I'm eatin' on that bougie fish, I'm only eatin' halibut Your thotty on that fufu shit, she lookin' like a mannequin She really use the beak, she toppin' me just like a pelican Ow, ow, this baby delicate Now my money long, I'm Jack Money Bean (sauce) Reflect sunshine 'cause my wrist clean (yeah) I'm a money hoarder, ferment cheese (cheese) Crossin' every border, can't catch me (boom) Cashed in ten plus 22 shows out in Europe (Europe) I'm a good fellow 'cause I'm after dinero (Robert) Married to the money, fingers wrapped in some zeros (zeros) Married to the money, yeah, wrapped in some zeros Got the Ruby Tuesdays goin' up Baby got the champagne pourin' up Gravy put the lime in the coconut If you got a pinky, throw with up, that's how you know it's us I divide by zero, hero, never be a hoe (woah) Got Akira flow, splash like I'm Gyarados Gravy still nuttin' in your honey like some Cheerios Sick like venereal, raw my material Why you never near a hoe? You must have a fear of hoes I got the pure opposite of feminiphobia Wrist Patek-agonia, bitch, it was nice knowing ya Y todos de los días Gravy chupa con tu novia Y tengo mucho frío como la neumonía Now my money long, I'm Jack Money Bean (sauce) Reflect, sunshine 'cause my wrist clean (yeah) I'm a money hoarder, ferment cheese (cheese) Crossin' every border, can't catch me (boom) Cashed in ten plus 22 shows out in Europe (Europe) I'm a good fellow 'cause I'm after dinero (Robert) Married to the money, fingers wrapped in some zeros (zeros) Married to the money, yeah, wrapped in some zeros
Writer(s): Matthew Hauri, Alexander Gumuchian, Garrett Hartnell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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