Kill, kill, kill

Heart need surgery

Feelings early

Come and disturb me

Save my earnings

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you bitchin' 'bout

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you trippin' 'bout

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you mentionin'

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything, even my friends

All this money don't matter

'Cause I can't spend it with my family

Got no time for love

'Cause these bitches don't understand me

I'm like a foundation

I need a bitch that don't need no makeup

Touch it, I'm fuckin' my pillowcases

You could become my favorite

New fit every day, but that don't mean I will change up

Finesse every way, it's just two steps like a lay up

Told her I'm not perfect, but I ball like creative player

In the crib we burnin', like she got Sean Paul playin'

She listenin' to reggae, she like the detty wine for fun

She's an angel believe me, told her a'bout my family drama

We kick it, we punt, I hit her like bunt

Before I put it in like, "This what you want"

I bend her over while I'm hittin' my blunt

I leave her legs when I hit from the front

How her band-aid work on permanent scars, her heart needs surgery

She feel like I don't deserve, but she catch feelings early

I'm not emotional unless this money come and disturb me

We was broke, you know, so I never learned how to save my earnings

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you bitchin' 'bout

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you trippin' 'bout

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you mentionin'

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything, even my friends

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you bitchin' 'bout

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you trippin' 'bout

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you mentionin'

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything, even my friends

My vision blurred, my bitch trippin', my pockets keep me balanced

Her heart hurts, I told her it's not because she without me

That won't work, that guilt trip, I went too busy just countin'

My vision blurred, my bitch trippin' my pockets keep me balanced

She twerk on my dick, she showin her talent

She wanna ride from the front like an addict

Stacking that paper like Rose of Bounty

Her parents look like Robert Townsend

She get it wet like a water challenge

I won the bet 'cause they counted me out

You can count up, let me pick the amount

I'm goin' up like they counted me down

The money can solve your problems

I know your problems, you don't know math, math

200 times 5 thousand, a million cash, get off your ass, yo ass

I need a whip 3 on the dash, gas

I'm smokin' on exotic, not hash, has

I'm feelin' like screw with my cash

This bitch had to come from my past

How her band-aid work on permanent scars, her heart needs surgery

She feel like I don't deserve, but she catch feelings early

I'm not emotional unless this money come and disturb me

We was broke, you know, so I never learned how to save my earnings

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you bitchin' 'bout

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you trippin' 'bout

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you mentionin'

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything, even my friends

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you bitchin' 'bout

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you trippin' 'bout

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything you mentionin'

The money, the money, the money is

Over everything, even my friend