Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Everyday we grind on the cuff, yeah
'Cause we wanna live life, money first, oh, my
Everyday we grind on the cuff, yeah
'Cause we wanna live life, money
[Verse 2]
So swole, like we're bankers
But don't be fooled, man are gangstas
Left them **** on the floor like they plankers
Same day we be in the rave, bussin' champers
Racks on the Champagne, that's replaceable
Big body ting, I'm available, come on
Tell a clapped girl, I'm un-traceable
Brain of my side ting, sensational
Me and TC movin' like Sopranos
Game 7 in his back, Ronaldo
Got a lookin' like she's from Chicago
Swag Italiano Ferragamo
With a sweet lady, call me Tyree
Brown-skinned ting lookin' Chinese, busy
I've been grindin' all day in my Nikes
So I gotta finish off my day with her lightly
[Verse 3]
I'll never be that guy that runs outta money, no, no, no
Money, money, money, money
I refuse to be broke and bummy, yeah
That's not eve funny
I'm so hungry for the money, money
Money, money, money, money
I did chase her, bare money
Stack Ps, oh, my money, oh, honey
So broke, tell a ****, had enough
Gal in the rain, now they wanna show me love
They wanna come and live life, adios, bye, bye
Unless they want a quick night Travelodge, adios
Three figure day, bad one
[Verse 4]
Still in the club, bag one, wizzy
Tryna stay away from the handcuffs, uh
They pop bottles in the rain, but they bankrupt, broke
Tion Wayne, real cash earner
Hustle bummy, real bridge burner
Cah I wanna live life like it's paradise, yeah
So I gotta go ham, call me Allardryce, Sammy
All them robberies had a purpose
See my pagans, and they nervous, shook
Me and B is in a German, skrrt
That's a team tighter than virgins
[Verse 5]
I'll never be that guy that runs outta money, no, no, no
Money, money, money, money
I refuse to be broke and bummy, yeah
That's not even funny
I'm so hungry for the money, money
Money, money, money, money
I did chase her, bare money
Yeah
Stack Ps, oh, my money, oh, honey
[Verse 6]
I'll never be that guy that runs outta money, no, no, no
Money, money, money, money
I refuse to be broke and bummy, yeah
That's not even funny
I'm so hungry for the money, money
Money, money, money, money
I did chase her, bare money
Yeah
Stack Ps, oh, my, oh, honey
[Verse 7]
Money, money, money, money
Money
Money, money, money, money
Money
Money, money, money, money
Money
Money, money, money, money
Money
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