[Chorus] I'm walking in looking like a million dollars Big timer, bitch, holler Looking like a motherfucking big timer Looking like a motherfucking big timer I look like (yeah) Money bitch I look like Money bitch Bitch I look like money
[Verse 1] I step on the jet Cuban link chain on my neck I smell like cash, I look like a check I land in your city, they seeing all the women I pull out all them bands, they all coming with me Kush give me energy, nobody real as me So many diamonds, you stand too close, then you finna freeze Hustling ain't dead homie, you niggas terrified So dope in this game, I slang a verse like I'm selling pies Ten in the morning, I wake up counting money Then go to the club and we turn up on a Monday What can I say, I make more dough than a funnel cake Pull my chain out in the club and make it look like a sunny day
[Chorus] I'm walking in looking like a million dollars Big timer, bitch, holler Looking like a motherfucking big timer Looking like a motherfucking big timer I look like (yeah) Money bitch I look like Money bitch Bitch I look like money
[Verse 2] You talking shit, you got nothing on me Twenty thousand dollar ring finger I'm flicking these hoes Assume the position With a nigga flicking, counting his dough These is double digits, nigga I wanna triple double Nigga [?] on my level, nigga Chewed up, whipped up Our brand new main chick Her skin white leopard, nigga (Heyyyyyyyyyyy) I feel like money, bitch I can go buy brand new jet if I wanted it, runnin' bitch Then go buy a crib in the hills, worth ten mil Turn to a farm, grow some weed, Holyfield Bitch, I tried to tell 'em I'm all about my banking Franklin, Jackson, Grant Stacks on stacks, they say you are what you eat Shit, I don't come cheap Bitch, I'm hood rich, I got M's in my teethTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
