[Bridge]
I never trust these hoes
These fucking rusty hoes
They have disgusting goals
They wanna cuff and hold

[Hook]
A nigga with dough, M-O-N-E-Y
Rubberband rolls, M-O-N-E-Y

[Verse 1]
When I had nothing she looked at me like I had no swag
Now I pop enough tags to fill her garage like a shopping bag
Less about the size, more about what ass counts
Currency amounts 'fore I go to college
And try to bounce to the ounce cause (?)
I'm under her radar only cause I'm in Fader
She ain't my bitch, she's know way I'mma name her
No monopoly, I’m a tax bracket gamer
Blackjack and hanger, can't blame, cash stacks
Is what attracts the danger, attack with anger
React me hang her uninvited stranger
My pockets she try to rip out
Done dug so a big whole now the bitch try to get out

[Hook]
A nigga with dough, M-O-N-E-Y
Rubberband rolls, M-O-N-E-Y
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