[Hook x2] They'd buy my shit if they could Damn I make it look good I'm about to paper like wood Oh you hating yeah, you should Cause it's just me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money
These moreschi's killing my feet Versace shades 'cause I'm feeling low key Case of ace 'cause the homies with me No ID, they know me ITG that's how you sound Chic Luzana I ain't camera Might put diamonds on my McLaren Like damn that white bitch crazy My stunts insane, yeah fuck you payin' They pay me more 'cause I get shit you one hundred six four Six oh oh don't send that dough Wash MC's stay white like sheets Crack rock flow bitch cook that dough Put it in the streets say took that dough I took that dough, threw it to the ceiling It fell on the floor, Iggy you killin' I already know Can't tell me nothing if you already broke. I'm already on Aiming for the stars I'm already gone Gotta have dinner with a man on the moon Married to the shit and the money's my groom I'm sweeping that shit, Ey grab that broom
[Hook] They'd buy my shit if they could Damn I make it look good I'm about the paper like wood Oh you hating yeah, you should Cause it's just me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money
All wins no losses, life of a boss bitch All I need is an office, I'm killing shit off. All I need is a coffin, Ridin' circles while they wheeze and they coughing Let the bullshit walk, let my money do the talking Put up runner walk 'cause there's my target Rodeo Drive yeah that's my target Pull up, park it no keys shit Push it start it, trim cocktails His name is Marcus, haters salty Nuts and cashews, I came with Ben and Andrew We might just 'cause a scandal, Find out that we menage our Nicky's handle Yeah that's my M.O, I'm on fire Just lit the candle, head in sky Bitch I'm the shit, you should think so too G shit, just gimme my money, M. O. Y. money over you!
[Hook] They'd buy my shit if they could Damn I make it look good I'm bound to paper like wood Oh you hating yeah, you should Cause it's just me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money
It's just me, myself, my money In the land of the milk and honey I came with some playboy bunnies And Hef just said he coming This shit right here by dollars To stunt on hoes is my honour This bitch must be in hell If the devil wears Prada Keep it real they don't want nada Getting cheese like enchiladas You ain't talking 'bout that money what the fuck you sayin' I'm cashing out what the fuck you playing, playing, playing You ain't talking 'bout that money what the fuck you sayin'
[Hook x2] They'd buy my shit if they could Damn I make it look good I'm about the paper like wood Oh you hating yeah, you should Cause it's just me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money Me, myself, my money Me, myself, my moneyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
