Money Magnet Kevin Gates

[Verse 1]
Every bitch I had look like they got booty shots
Gunna likes to shoot but not the same object that Kool got
Kool is my photographer, ain't know if you knew or not
East Atlanta, I'm with Mojo, he's got stupid nines
And in this section by myself, I'm a fucking gangster
College bitch say she always wanna fuck a gangster
Foreign cars, out on Alabo and Rocheblave
In that nine, Glock 9 tucked up in my waist
South side, outside, hustle in the rain
Won't cut no corners, stood on corners for a quarter a day
252, get 4 of them, you got 1008
Public housing, stay from round, smoke out a pound of grapes
Sold bookoo ounces by the thousands in a race for guap
Chip off a block, killer come quickly chip off your block

[Hook]
I heard that it was money on the avenue
Betcha I be stupid racked up by the afternoon
Shawty, a bad bitch, her booty doing magic
Racks' a woman magnet, watch her do gymnastics
Say the street lights (pause), just came on
All my girlfriends wondering why I ain't came home
I'm a money magnet, I'm a money magnet
I'm a money magnet, and my pockets got the mumps