roddy ricch - money lyrics
[intro]
yeah
[verse 1]
b-tch you know i keep them ks with me
and i ain’t p-ssy boy don’t play with me
she give me head like wavy grease
while i pull up in a jeep like a atv
feelin’ like kevin gates, i got six jobs
b-tch i whip it till my motherf-ckin’ wrist tired
i pour me up a deuce it make me lean back
young n-gga flexin’ hunnids they ain’t seen that
young n-ggas talkin’ money i ain’t seen that
livin’ lavish while these other n-ggas dream that
you talkin’ b-tch but i don’t need the feedback
b-tch, i ain’t tryna marry, give my ring back
b-tch get back i don’t play sh-t
big racks stashed in the bas-m-nt
i’m tryna do the dash, get out the way b-tch
n-gga talk sh-t, get a face lift
[chorus]
i gotta put a magnum on when i hit it
(i gotta put a magnum on when i hit it)
she hit me on the trap phone, b-tch quit it
(brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, brrrrrr)
i text her back like “i ain’t seen that p-ssy in a minute
(no no no i ain’t seen that p-ssy)
so please don’t call my phone if it ain’t about them digits”
(baby don’t call my phone, b-tch, i don’t wanna talk to you)
why? ’cause
i just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money n-gga
i just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money n-gga
i just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money n-gga
i just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money n-gga
[verse 2]
don’t make me throw these hunnids in your face n-gga
have him singing to his lady like he drake n-gga
’cause i always keep the forty on my waist n-gga
and the roley got the boogers in the face n-gga
i was off now i’m on n-gga
(i was off and now i’m on motherf-cker)
yeah, so don’t mistake me for the wrong n-gga
put lil percy in the sprite, it make me lean, yeah
my n-ggas always keep the 30 with the bean, yeah
we rich b-tch so she goin’ for the team, yeah
’cause these b-tches showed the pinky for the green yeah
young n-ggas ain’t even touch the racks i done threw on these b-tches
young n-ggas ain’t even touch the racks i done threw on these b-tches
you better watch what you say n-gga
i go from compton to the d to the a n-gga
[chorus]
i gotta put a magnum on when i hit it
(i gotta put a magnum on when i hit it)
she hit me on the trap phone, b-tch quit it
(brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, brrrrrr)
i text her back like “i ain’t seen that p-ssy in a minute
(no no no i ain’t seen that p-ssy)
so please don’t call my phone if it ain’t about them digits”
(baby don’t call my phone, b-tch, i don’t wanna talk to you)
why? ’cause
i just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money n-gga
i just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money n-gga
i just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money n-gga
i just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money n-gga
i gotta put a magnum on when i hit it
she hit me on the track phone, b-tch quit it
i text her back like i ain’t seen that p-ssy in a minute
so please don’t call my phone if it ain’t about them digits
(baby don’t call my phone, b-tch, i don’t wanna talk to you)
why? ’cause
i just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money n-gga
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