[Hook Def]
Money and bitches
Bitches and money
I'm addicted to money
My only interest is money
You ain't gettin' it sonny
Thats why yo' bitches wan' fuck me
You want me
Come find me
I'm right at the end of the money (2x's) (1st time, Stack) (2nd time, Whoo)
[Verse 1 Merk]
Money and bitches, I got it made
And I keep 'em clean like I got a maid
And I'm stuntin' with this bread
Fuck that modest face
They tell me this money'll kill you
I tell 'em I'm not afraid
See I grind for this shit grind for this shit
So much I ain't got time for this shit
Money everywhere swear I lie in the shit
Me too hell no you lying and shit
I'm keepin' a stack
This is what I do
Im livin' to rap man I'm dying to spit
I'm too high in this shit
Mixtapes on deck
I'm supplying this shit
Cause I am the shit, bitch
Yes I am the smell
My pockets too fat
They wide and they swell
I'm trying to tell
You, if gluttony is a sin
I'm dying in hell
Fuck it cause I refuse to be one of these niggas
Eatin' but barely they skin and bones
Make it to the top get so high and they fell
Splat, fall face plant
See me I ball Space Jam
And you just mad
Cause we taking y'all place then, (Sorry)
Sore loser
Now that ain't nice at all
Shake hands
We taking over
This is this is just a small chase bank
Money and bitches
Bitches and money
I'm addicted to money
My only interest is money
You ain't gettin' it sonny
Thats why yo' bitches wan' fuck me
You want me
Come find me
I'm right at the end of the money (2x's) (1st time, Stack) (2nd time, Whoo)
[Verse 1 Merk]
Money and bitches, I got it made
And I keep 'em clean like I got a maid
And I'm stuntin' with this bread
Fuck that modest face
They tell me this money'll kill you
I tell 'em I'm not afraid
See I grind for this shit grind for this shit
So much I ain't got time for this shit
Money everywhere swear I lie in the shit
Me too hell no you lying and shit
I'm keepin' a stack
This is what I do
Im livin' to rap man I'm dying to spit
I'm too high in this shit
Mixtapes on deck
I'm supplying this shit
Cause I am the shit, bitch
Yes I am the smell
My pockets too fat
They wide and they swell
I'm trying to tell
You, if gluttony is a sin
I'm dying in hell
Fuck it cause I refuse to be one of these niggas
Eatin' but barely they skin and bones
Make it to the top get so high and they fell
Splat, fall face plant
See me I ball Space Jam
And you just mad
Cause we taking y'all place then, (Sorry)
Sore loser
Now that ain't nice at all
Shake hands
We taking over
This is this is just a small chase bank
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