Paper Bag

Married to the money, I can't let her go

Married to the money, I can't let her go

Married to the money, I can't let her go

Married to the money, I can't let her go

Stackin' up this money need a paper bag

Run up on this money, cop a lambo truck

Pay respect if you really wanna tag

Roll with the gang, might just pull up on attack

I got real homies, always got my back

Tryna plot on us boy we never lack

Tryna pull a introduce u to the gang

Switchin' lanes, now we goin' up the game

We at the show, what the kick do?

Get this money, make my wrist move

Get baguetteys on my wrist too

Yea runnin' out the bank, get me some ice

Been through the pain, you can see it through my eyes

I run up so much bank, I can't count it like the rice

These bitches tryna change, I ain't got no time

Maybe, I'ma say it straight, shawty, you can't ha

Stackin' up this money need a paper bag

Run up on this money, cop a lambo truck

Pay respect if you really wanna tag

Roll with the gang, might just pull up on attack

I got real homies, always got my back

Tryna plot on us boy we never lack

Tryna pull a introduce u to the gang

Switchin' lanes, now we goin' up the game

Married to the money, I can't let her go

Married to the money, I can't let her go

Married to the money, I can't let her go

Married to the money, I can't let her go