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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DMX
Vocals
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Earl Simmons
Songwriter
Kasseem Dean
Songwriter
Demario Dewayne White, Jr.
Songwriter
Jean-Jacques Debout
Songwriter
Huard Dumas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swizz Beatz
Producer
Dragan "Chach" Cacinovic
Recording Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Kenny Lloyd
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Go
Ain't no such thing as enough money, I want it all
A **** showin' me how to go get it, that's somethin' I can't recall (What?)
How you never did nothin' for me, but tell me one for all?
How the fuck you run up all them M's without a Adderall?
That's what they ask me, came up from nothin' now I'm established (Made)
Reach for these carrots and get your issues, silly rabbit (Played)
I'm a dog, all bite, no bark, no fear in my heart
Lambo truck with the stars, I paid two hunnid somethin' large
Money, bitches and chains (Ice)
**** jackin' the slang (Mane)
Rose gold Rollie, the only thing 'bout me plain (Pop it)
Rolls Royce Cullinan today 'cause it might rain
The truck came with an umbrella
Trap jumpin' like Coachella (Up)
I'm sippin' on some clean, half my money still dirty (Woah)
They know I got a bitch but these hoes still flirtin' (So)
I'm in a field with pits feel like Mike Vick (I'm quarterbackin')
We be talkin' slick, so charges don't stick (Never lackin')
[Verse 2]
Money, money, money
Bitches, bitches, bitches
All these fuckin' killers but the jail's full of snitches
A dollar ain't got a fuckin' thing to do with riches
Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is
[Verse 3]
Money, money, money
Bitches, bitches, bitches
All these fuckin' killers but the jail's full of snitches
A dollar ain't got a fuckin' thing to do with riches
Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is
[Verse 4]
When the dog get hungry, the dog gon' eat
That's when I slide my plate right under a **** feet
Like the lines in the road, I get down in the street
Come through like blap, put them cats to sleep
Stay with the heat, cook ****, shook ****
Me and mine come through, we nothin' but crook ****
We off the hook ****, everybody strip
Everybody get down 'cause my **** flip
Jake ****, fake ****, snake ****
Make ****, rape ****, I hate ****
Talkin' that riff-raff, get back
They call me extortion, ****, I get half
[Verse 5]
Money, money, money
Bitches, bitches, bitches
All these fuckin' killers but the jail's full of snitches
A dollar ain't got a fuckin' thing to do with riches
Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is
[Verse 6]
Money, money, money
Bitches, bitches, bitches
All these fuckin' killers but the jail's full of snitches
A dollar ain't got a fuckin' thing to do with riches
Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is
Written by: Earl Simmons, Kasseem Dean, Demario Dewayne White, Jr., Jean-Jacques Debout, Huard Dumas, Pierre Porte