[Intro]
You don't wanna talk that money shit
We gon' upset some people with this one
[Verse 1]
More money than Jay Z
No disrespect, but I ain't "Roc-ing" shit
And OAG wonder managed me
Tell 'em cut the check
Matter fact, nigga, cut the debt
That's like if your ace of spades tried to buy Moet
Your taste ain't expensive and you know it
It ain't taste that different and you know that
It's vintage, old school with the pimpin'
Women, only thing that's rented
Them young boys couldn't move in my linen
Them wrinkled old heads, they get the picture
Pop by, you better get your spinach
Blew though, getting knocked for your bitches
CV watch, got your moves from soul train
What I do? Went and bought the soul train
Ain't no thang from here to Spokane
I'm Nicky Barnes before there was cocaine
Pee Wee Kirkland, shooting in two games
I'm [God Fischer?], telling the truth mane
I'm about to buy the Apollo and give it a new name
Do it for Harlem
Shaking all these niggas like [Macy's] hoop game
No subliminals, I said your crew name
Broke niggas, I'm talking to you mane
No killer, but the cannon is Hussain
I rack, I ran, I run it
If you want a nigga put up a hunnit
Not a grand, I brought some dough with me
Gee, you in it, no 50
I get money, money I got
Ask Wayne, a milli a pop
Ask Puff, I'm finally making 'em stop
Diddy money, my pockets making 'em woop
A king stunna, Jamaican that guap
Cayman Islands, we making it stop
Stash the cash, K's in the block
Yall mad, cause Drake is on top
When I created Wild N' Out
He was on my network making wheelchair stops
Ha, I do this shit for fun
And yall better update your website
I was worth 20 mil when I was only 21
You don't wanna talk that money shit
We gon' upset some people with this one
[Verse 1]
More money than Jay Z
No disrespect, but I ain't "Roc-ing" shit
And OAG wonder managed me
Tell 'em cut the check
Matter fact, nigga, cut the debt
That's like if your ace of spades tried to buy Moet
Your taste ain't expensive and you know it
It ain't taste that different and you know that
It's vintage, old school with the pimpin'
Women, only thing that's rented
Them young boys couldn't move in my linen
Them wrinkled old heads, they get the picture
Pop by, you better get your spinach
Blew though, getting knocked for your bitches
CV watch, got your moves from soul train
What I do? Went and bought the soul train
Ain't no thang from here to Spokane
I'm Nicky Barnes before there was cocaine
Pee Wee Kirkland, shooting in two games
I'm [God Fischer?], telling the truth mane
I'm about to buy the Apollo and give it a new name
Do it for Harlem
Shaking all these niggas like [Macy's] hoop game
No subliminals, I said your crew name
Broke niggas, I'm talking to you mane
No killer, but the cannon is Hussain
I rack, I ran, I run it
If you want a nigga put up a hunnit
Not a grand, I brought some dough with me
Gee, you in it, no 50
I get money, money I got
Ask Wayne, a milli a pop
Ask Puff, I'm finally making 'em stop
Diddy money, my pockets making 'em woop
A king stunna, Jamaican that guap
Cayman Islands, we making it stop
Stash the cash, K's in the block
Yall mad, cause Drake is on top
When I created Wild N' Out
He was on my network making wheelchair stops
Ha, I do this shit for fun
And yall better update your website
I was worth 20 mil when I was only 21
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