Money Fold Rich Homie Quan

[Intro]
Yea, party at the mansion
I got me like–

[Hook]
15 hoes (you know it nigga), all 'em ready (they down to fuck)
Pull back up (skrrt), Suburban Chevy (ooh ooh)
Niggas talk (that come wit the game), bitches talk (fuck them hoes)
Money walk (hey), let that money walk (that right too)
They hated on me (yeah nigga), now they on my nuts (oooh)
Take care of my fam (fam first), 'cause now I'm up (now I'm up)
Money come (money come), money go
When that money get so big it's hard to keep that money fold (heeeeyyy)

[Verse 1]
When I was young and we was broke I saw a lot of things (yeah)
Couldn't stay out of jail I caught a lot of cases (yeah)
Under 25 with a black card in my wallet baby (yeah yeah)
Who the hell said that money make you a boss lil' baby
You see that caution tape (yeah), so you can't come 'round here if you do not know nobody (yeah)
Money to the ceiling been saving since I had nothin' (yeah)
I don't have no feelings, I been hurt so I can't trust ya (yeah)
Geeked up, blowing on purple feelin' like Urkel (yeah)
All these beats I murder (yeah), no squares in my circle (yeah)
Little kids they look up to me gotta be a better person (yeah)
Got pulled over know I'm dirty pray them folks don't search me (yeah)
Cause at the house I got like–