onlybino! - #money walk# lyrics
[intro]
amir
pablo, how you do it?
[chorus]
yeah, prada shoes, when i walk, yeah
yeah, hundred bands spent at the mall (at the mall, yeah)
hundred bands, made that just to talk (hundred bands, made that just to talk)
i got happy, then my money walk (i got happy, then my money walk)
heard they made at me, don’t give no f+ck (don’t give no f+ck)
yeah, i can’t talk to you, it’s not ’bout bucks (not ’bout bucks)
i know that they mad i ran it up (ran it up)
these n+ggas still talking, give no f+cks (give no f+cks)
[verse]
they know that bino be k!lling the beats
climbing the mountain in prada, alyx
my money gymnast, always doing flips
swear to god, it ain’t no b+tch that i need
pop pills and pills, i’m tryna od
molly and perc’s making my body tweak
i’m touching bread you n+ggas can’t reach
i’m at the hеad, they madder than a b+tch
i just touched down in l.a., dawg
yеah, i do not f+ck with these n+ggas, that’s why i don’t say much
ayy, these n+ggas hating on me ’cause they see i got paper
ayy, these n+ggas hating on me ’cause they see i got paper
ayy, why does some f+cking bad b+tch got a b.b. belt?
i like ’em black, n+gga, shoutout to blm
cartier frames, yeah, these n+ggas ain’t seeing ’em
shoot at an opp, i’ma shoot at his team and him
look in the mirror, like “lil’ bino, you is him”
two door the coupe but i’m leaving with three of them
you might be rich but i’m still putting fear in him
say you gon’ speak ’bout my n+ggas, not hearing ’em
b+tch had to throw me the p+ssy, i’m tearing up
f+cking two twins, yeah, i got me a pair of them
don’t give a f+ck, you can see it’s no caring
i was just broke, now bread, i’m getting ’em
new foreign coupe, feel like money when i sit in them
he getting worried ’cause i’m ’bout to sh+t on him
he don’t want problem, the chop finna spit on him
[chorus]
prada shoes, when i walk, yeah
yeah, hundred bands spent at the mall (at the mall, yeah)
hundred bands, made that just to talk (hundred bands, made that just to talk)
i got happy, then my money walk (i got happy, then my money walk)
heard they made at me, don’t give no f+ck (don’t give no f+ck)
yeah, i can’t talk to you, it’s not ’bout bucks (not ’bout bucks)
i know that they mad i ran it up (ran it up)
these n+ggas still talking, give no f+cks (give no f+cks)
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