[Intro: Baby Money]
(Coach me, Joey)
(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
I ain't runnin' with no bag, ain't no need 'cause we rich
Told my niggas if I die, lie on me to they bitch
(Joey)
[Chorus: Baby Money]
I ain't runnin' with no bag, ain't no need 'cause we rich
Told my niggas if I die, lie on me to they bitch
Buy 'em all for twenty-five if I front you twenty-six
If it's beef, then we gon' slide, we don't care who gettin' hit
She told me I'm her number two, I don't care 'cause I'm the shit
I do what I wanna do, give me her number, she get hit
I put carats on her wrist, now I got her ass lit
Told my niggas if I die, lie on me to they bitch
[Verse 1: Peezy]
Told my niggas if I die, lie on me to they bitch
Book a flight, I'm finna fly to get them things for twenty-six
If I make it back home with this shit, then we rich
Oops, we already rich, pardon me, I'm talkin' shit
Amiri jeans cost a band, yeah, they tight, but they fit
Stack forty-seven fifties, you ain't seen these in a minute
I'm in the club every night, them boys ain't really in the city
You was with us every day, now we ain't seen 'em 'cause he finished
I ain't makin' up no gimmicks, if I rap it, then I live it
I keep them racks on me but I ain't never played no tennis
Pour a four inside a Simply, I ain't never drunk no Henny
I can look at you and tell that you ain't never drove no Bentley
'Cause you finished, nigga
(Coach me, Joey)
(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
I ain't runnin' with no bag, ain't no need 'cause we rich
Told my niggas if I die, lie on me to they bitch
(Joey)
[Chorus: Baby Money]
I ain't runnin' with no bag, ain't no need 'cause we rich
Told my niggas if I die, lie on me to they bitch
Buy 'em all for twenty-five if I front you twenty-six
If it's beef, then we gon' slide, we don't care who gettin' hit
She told me I'm her number two, I don't care 'cause I'm the shit
I do what I wanna do, give me her number, she get hit
I put carats on her wrist, now I got her ass lit
Told my niggas if I die, lie on me to they bitch
[Verse 1: Peezy]
Told my niggas if I die, lie on me to they bitch
Book a flight, I'm finna fly to get them things for twenty-six
If I make it back home with this shit, then we rich
Oops, we already rich, pardon me, I'm talkin' shit
Amiri jeans cost a band, yeah, they tight, but they fit
Stack forty-seven fifties, you ain't seen these in a minute
I'm in the club every night, them boys ain't really in the city
You was with us every day, now we ain't seen 'em 'cause he finished
I ain't makin' up no gimmicks, if I rap it, then I live it
I keep them racks on me but I ain't never played no tennis
Pour a four inside a Simply, I ain't never drunk no Henny
I can look at you and tell that you ain't never drove no Bentley
'Cause you finished, nigga
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