Lyrics to About Money
What's up, baby?
I'm touching down in your city
Brought the whole gang and I got fine shit with me (Black America)
Piling up the sand to the beach, we getting busy
Fucking with me, everything unlimited
You can smoke, you can drink, and you can bring your bitches in
My main bitch, she fun, she just wanna fuck and dance
I'm all about the money, another hunnid bands
If you a rich nigga, hold up your fucking chain (Woo, woo)
If you a bad bitch, clap your fucking ass (Woo, woo)
If you a bad bitch, pop your fucking bag (Woo, woo)
If you a rich nigga, show these nigga, make 'em mad
I've been getting extra high, I know my momma mad
I've been taking care of my family, now I know my granny proud (Proud)
The gang elite, you can't fuck with this when we around
You get fly and fleet, BA coming through to shoot you down
My exotic fleet, Lambo', Maybach, Lambo'
Got American muscle, got the Trackhawk going Rambo
We ain't worried, we ain't worried about it, dog
You can gon' and fuck that nigga, ain't worried about it, shawty
I've been flexing for 22 years and I ain't stopping now
I've been geeking for 60 days, I'm 'bout to pop one now
I know you think it's crazy last time you seen me, I ain't have shit
Damn, I need a doctor, all this ice on me like I broke my wrist
2-step, 2-step, 2-step straight to your bitch (2-step)
Diamonds dancing, huh, yeah, they 2-step in here (2-step)
Two piece they want, I count when I hit the fucking stage
Two hunnid racks, I can off that bitch, and nigga, I got paid (Brr)
Woo, woo
Turn the mansion to a fucking rave (Baby money)
I turnt up and went out to LA (Woo, woo, woo)
Baby, you can stay in my baby play house
What you wanna do, what you wanna say?
What's up, baby?
I'm touching down in your city
Brought the whole gang and I got fine shit with me
Piling up the sand to the beach, we getting busy
Fucking with me, everything unlimited
You can smoke, you can drink, and you can bring your bitches in
My main bitch, she fun, she just wanna fuck and dance
I'm all about the money, another hunnid bands
I'm touching down in your city
Brought the whole gang and I got fine shit with me (Black America)
Piling up the sand to the beach, we getting busy
Fucking with me, everything unlimited
You can smoke, you can drink, and you can bring your bitches in
My main bitch, she fun, she just wanna fuck and dance
I'm all about the money, another hunnid bands
If you a rich nigga, hold up your fucking chain (Woo, woo)
If you a bad bitch, clap your fucking ass (Woo, woo)
If you a bad bitch, pop your fucking bag (Woo, woo)
If you a rich nigga, show these nigga, make 'em mad
I've been getting extra high, I know my momma mad
I've been taking care of my family, now I know my granny proud (Proud)
The gang elite, you can't fuck with this when we around
You get fly and fleet, BA coming through to shoot you down
My exotic fleet, Lambo', Maybach, Lambo'
Got American muscle, got the Trackhawk going Rambo
We ain't worried, we ain't worried about it, dog
You can gon' and fuck that nigga, ain't worried about it, shawty
I've been flexing for 22 years and I ain't stopping now
I've been geeking for 60 days, I'm 'bout to pop one now
I know you think it's crazy last time you seen me, I ain't have shit
Damn, I need a doctor, all this ice on me like I broke my wrist
2-step, 2-step, 2-step straight to your bitch (2-step)
Diamonds dancing, huh, yeah, they 2-step in here (2-step)
Two piece they want, I count when I hit the fucking stage
Two hunnid racks, I can off that bitch, and nigga, I got paid (Brr)
Woo, woo
Turn the mansion to a fucking rave (Baby money)
I turnt up and went out to LA (Woo, woo, woo)
Baby, you can stay in my baby play house
What you wanna do, what you wanna say?
What's up, baby?
I'm touching down in your city
Brought the whole gang and I got fine shit with me
Piling up the sand to the beach, we getting busy
Fucking with me, everything unlimited
You can smoke, you can drink, and you can bring your bitches in
My main bitch, she fun, she just wanna fuck and dance
I'm all about the money, another hunnid bands
