Running Latto (Ft. Molly Brazy)

[Intro: Miss Mulatto &a Molly Brazy]
Yeah, Yeah
South side
Molly, what's happening?
Latto let 'em know
Brazy, yeah, what up Latto?
We in this bitch, yeah, turn up
Thumbing through the money, yeah!

[Chorus: Miss Mulatto & Molly Brazy]
Running to the money yeah we running to them bands yeah
Thumbing through the money, yeah we thumbing through the bands yeah
Running to the money yeah we running to them bands yeah
Thumbing through the money, yeah we thumbing through the bands yeah
Thumbing through the money yeah we thumbing through them bands yeah
Thumbing through the money yeah we thumbing through them racks yeah
Thumbing through the money, I'm in love with blue hundreds
Thumbing through the money, woo!
Thumbing through the money, yeah

[Verse 1: Molly Brazy]
I done thumbed through to much money I can't feel my fucking hands
Running up a check, Ben Franklin that's my fucking mans
Racks busting, rubber them blue strips, popping rubber bands
And I'm all about that money, I don't need no fucking friends
I need that fucking money, give a fuck bout what you say
Every time I get a check, I gotta get my fucking way
It ain't a lot of money if it finger fucks our plans
Get that bitch, and if i see it she gets hit
You ain't really touching chicken you a credit card scam
Please stop boosting lil' nigga god damn
Hoes leaving blues
Making million dollar scams
And I'ma talk my shit, just because I fucking can
Collecting my money and leave
Ain't no fear in me, you bleed how I bleed
You know what I mean, fuck with the team
My ears, and my neck, and my wrist is on freeze
Don't check for me, unless you got a check for me
Can't let a broke bitch stand next to me
You know I'm Molly B, I got the recipe
Better be talking about the money if you texting me