Ridin Or Not Money Man (Ft. YFN Lucci)

[Chorus: Money Man]
She used to be broke, but I made her a boss
They wasted my time, so I cut them hoes off
We say hooray when that PUA drop
Fuck I look like tryna talk to a cop?
They nod they head, all my music gon' knock
I'm rockin' Christian while hangin' with ahks
Wipe his lil' nose like a tissue and snot
My shit be different, I think out the box
Pack got delivered, they tripled the pot
Don't give a fuck if you buy it or not
We finna spin, is you riding or not?
My bitch look like a young Vivica Fox

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
If it ain't Dior, it's Guwop (Guwop)
We keep tryna score on the opps, huh (Score on the opps)
We go to the grower to shop (Yeah)
We be them boys put that dope on the block, look (Yeah, yeah)
We be them boys put that ho on the schedule (On the schedule)
Turn her up, she was down, now she better (Now she better)
I can't have her around if she regular (Huh)
I can't be driving 'round in nothin' regular (Uh, uh)
Inside the coupe look like a space shuttle (Yeah)
Leave a fuck nigga brain by his steppers
Punch a nigga ass out like McGregor (Like McGregor)
He don't want no beef, say he only eat vegetables (Say he eat vegetables)
I can't do business with them, they skeptical (They skeptical)
Who said that ho shit acceptable? Yeah
They know I'm focused on revenue (They know I'm focused on)
If I want 'em gone, we gon' execute (I want 'em gone)