Chain Swing

Yea

You hear that chain swinging ****

Kilo on the neck six figures

Flooded medallions and all that

Christian Dior Icon shirt

Polo camo's Rick Owens

Cactus Jack Dior hat

Ayo Kuz turn me up a lil bit

Lo

These **** don't move me

It behooves me to let you know

My life is a movie filled with jewelry

And looseleaf, cash

Colorful two seats ain't no hoopty's

Nope

Pretty bitches in my jacuzzi

Sippin' Veuve Clicq

Come here ma

Came up chopping raw blocks of sushi

Bust the square down like a loosie

**** say they got opps and keep burners

But I call that Impossible Burgers

Cause if ya family ain't dying

Then is it true beef

See I heard they steamed his brother

When the my couldn't find him

Boom

In case he forgot it was lit

They just had to remind him

Big Horse so it's Gucci on my blinders

Monogram on my visor

And Dior on my toddler

Wassup Kargo

Can't take it with me so these 100's

I be blowing them

Debt free but when it come to Rick

I be owing him

Yea you know I'm him

Like my pant leg is too long

They slept on me now look I'm too strong

Bullets fold him up like a futon

Chicken Caesar sprinkling Parmesan

All on my croutons

U lukewarm I'm hot

One of the many millionaires from my block

That's why they call it Money Ave

And I'm Lo Money Bags

Different color rag

Could end you up in trouble fast

Talk down and try to double back

It won't be none of that

1500 for the runners ****

Cause I'm running rap

From the same town they send random notes

With a thumb attached

Wherever we hear they throw salt

That's where we sluggin' at

Harlem **** get to the money

I know she loving that

Shorty got me tapping my pockets

Like Where my rubbers at

Judge I'm just a young thug

I'm never gonna rat

3rd gimme another beat

Because I'm done with that

Lo

You know I'm a Harlem **** right

Can't nobody talk that shit better than I do

My hands is fucked up right now

I got callouses from popping all these

Champagne bottles

I got paper cuts from counting

All this fucking money

I gotta sit my hand in ice

Every fucking night to prove my love

The big fuckin horse ****

Kilo on my neck and a German in front the jects

Ya know who really getting this cash ****

It's Money Ink