[Intro] Money good, I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit Money good (Ahh) Ayy, ayy
[Chorus] Money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, I'm good If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
[Verse 1] Man, I hate a ol' lame dick-riding ass bitch Never let a sack chaser hang in my clique Fuck getting clout, bitch, I'm tryna get rich Better hide your wallet when I fall in the mix Can't deny I'm a star, you can tell by my walk I ain't even gotta fuck him, he just love how I talk I'm embracing the fake, I'm accepting the hate If I wasn't number one, they wouldn't come for my place
[Chorus] Money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, I'm good If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a picture should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
[Verse 2] Man, I know some broke ass niggas who be hatin' Pop a rubber band put that money in they face I be out here grindin' like a nigga who ain't ate You ain't bringing nothing to the table but your plate Bitch, I'm out here ballin' like a motherfuckin' fade I can't gossip with you when there's money to be made I'm tryna get my pockets 99 Ricki Lake When you bein' real you ain't worry 'bout who fake
[Chorus] Money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, I'm good If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good
[Verse 3] Hair long, nail long, money long, too Get a bag, spend it, make it back time two I could never let nobody tell me what to do If a nigga get to trippin' then I'ma throw that boy the deuce Pull up in a Rolls Royce finna rock a show Clique full of bad friends, we at Pappadeaux Rent due, finna let your baby daddy know He in love with me but he know to play his role
[Chorus] Money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, I'm good If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money goodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
