MONEY UP Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, woah

Yeah, woah

Yeah, mmm

Bitch I went and got my money up, yeah not my funny up

Yeah, I'm finna hop in a Track, yeah I'm finna run it up

Yeah, they tryna go band-for-band, but can't get a hunnid' up

Uh, she want me to get her a bag, but I ain't dumb enough

Number NINE fit with the CD Garçon

That nigga broke, he gon' live off a loan

Mixing the Helmut Lang with the Vlone

She eat me up right inside of her home

You wanna try get me off of the throne

Say what you want, this is off of the dome

All of y'all niggas are bunches of clones

I make a new one, they copy my flow

Remember when I started, niggas was hating

I'm going up for the top, yeah I'ma make it

And if I give you my heart, you gon' take it

You done put me against everyone, look who made it

All of this come from the heart

Everyone shadows they been in the dark

I left that bitch, she ain't doing her part

I think I shoulda just left from the start

Shoulda listened to my friends

Least' they wanna see me win

I'll never let you in

And you finna make me sin

I know how you feel but it ain't my fault

We been deep so long, don't wanna let it go

I'm just tryna get some bands

And I finally got the chance

We was finna make some plans

But you left it in the sand

Simply can't erase you from my mind

I hope if I go, you'll be fine

I'll meet you out there, give me time

And I've been for real, I won't lie

Bitch I went and got my money up, yeah not my funny up

Yeah, I'm finna hop in a Track, yeah I'm finna run it up

Yeah, they tryna go band-for-band, but can't get a hunnid' up

Uh, she want me to get her a bag, but I ain't dumb enough

Number NINE fit with the CD Garçon

That nigga broke, he gon' live off a loan

Mixing the Helmut Lang with the Vlone

She eat me up right inside of her home

You wanna try get me off of the throne

Say what you want, this is off of the dome

All of y'all niggas are bunches of clones

I make a new one, they copy my flow