[Intro]
Ah Way

I got like a bird eye (yuh)
(Huhh)

Rocking my top, and they Playing my top and she give me some sloppy
Niggas been bitches, the ops at the door, they got a fly bitch

[Hook]
Money Up
Money Up
Money Up
Money that I get keeps flowing its crazy (yuh)

I'm talking with packs on the set, they playing like burgers like them on the nascar racing, like what are you saying, like where is you staying, I pull up to drip and I already know, and I fucked up her rims (yeah yeah)

[Verse: Redd4x]
(Yuh)
Go to the Moon
Go to the Stars
There is nothing wrong
They play with nobody
They sit with a chop
Buddy get droppеd
Blow off his top
Mystery caught
Nigga be Polish
Smoking and dreaming
Boy I'm just scamming
Boy I gеt blood and
Boy I always slamming, slamming and slamming and slamming yall all ready know
Money
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