[00:00.000] 作词 : Tysen Bolding/Darius Gerome Henry[00:00.137] 作曲 : Tysen Bolding/Darius Gerome Henry[00:00.274][Intro][00:00.528](Rjayy slammed this, nigga)[00:01.315](Dee, you popping your shit, nigga)[00:06.549][00:06.795][Chorus: Money Man][00:06.795]I got killers in all sizes, fat, skinny, slim, tall[00:08.878]I ain't shot my Draco yet, that mother****er got blue balls[00:12.032]Thick bitch in my section, she gon' shake that ass like Chyna Hall[00:15.438]My brownskin bitch a brat, I swear to God she think she Asian Doll[00:18.077]Steppers in my driveway shootin' dice, they chumpin' off the neighbors[00:21.740]Turn this bitch to WWE, turn to the Undertaker[00:24.896]**** your favorite rapper, that pussy nigga signed his life away[00:27.774]Only question I got, which one of you niggas tryna die today?[00:30.879]Rich guy, customize the jacket, I'ma go get fly today[00:34.033]Catch a body, put one in his head, then throw this pipe away[00:37.195][00:37.458][Verse 1: Money Man][00:37.715]I sense danger, in less than a second, I'm uppin' right away[00:40.076]Whole gang came through rockin' nothin' but water like a tidal wave[00:43.190]Bought my chick a Dior fit, she rockin' it with the cool greys[00:46.332]Every time I visit Detroit, I gotta cop some Cartiers[00:49.478]Fendi on my T-shirt, I been working, I ain't slept in days[00:52.617]My hood turned me wicked, Lord forgive me for my evil ways[00:56.020]Grimy niggas with me, they might slime you out your bankroll[00:59.166]Any unknown car that come in the cul-de-sac gettin' fired on[01:02.294]Went to Wafi, told that nigga to upgrade all my gemstones[01:05.169]We ain't lackin', we keep that pistol close just like a cell phone[01:08.342]All my kids got millions to they name, I'm not a deadbeat[01:11.490]My girl a PB, she don't eat no beef or eat no red meat[01:14.637]I give love, but **** it, I'ma make these niggas fear me[01:17.522]I got racks from these raps, make two point five yearly[01:20.427]Pull up in that Lambo' truck, 12 mad and profiling[01:23.574]Grown man Money, bitch, these niggas out here too childish[01:26.723][01:26.966][Chorus: Money Man][01:27.232]I got killers in all sizes, fat, skinny, slim, tall[01:30.135]I ain't shot my Draco yet, that mother****er got blue balls[01:33.288]Thick bitch in my section, she gon' shake that ass like Chyna Hall[01:36.414]My brownskin bitch a brat, I swear to God she think she Asian Doll[01:39.544]Steppers in my driveway shootin' dice, they chumpin' off the neighbors[01:42.422]Turn this bitch to WWE, turn to the Undertaker[01:45.316]**** your favorite rapper, that pussy nigga signed his life away[01:48.719]Only question I got, which one of you niggas tryna die today?[01:51.851]Rich guy, customize the jacket, I'ma go get fly today[01:55.263]Catch a body, put one in his head, then throw this pipe away[01:58.411][01:58.411][Verse 2: Nardo Wick][01:58.666]I got money in all colors, white, blue, pink, green[02:01.267]I got bullets in all colors, blue, red, purple, green[02:04.405]I just got a black box, turn that one shot to machine[02:07.575]Rob a rapper for they ice, what you said? We told him freeze[02:10.701]No, that ho don't never pray, why she always on her knees?[02:13.575]"Nardo, you don't never stay, why you always wanna leave?"[02:16.707]The SRT got bubble guts, hear the fartin' when it speed[02:20.100]The switch ****ed up how Nina talk, now she stutter when she speak[02:23.248]"Nardo, why y'all on his ass?" 'Cause he said what he said[02:26.127]I heard he just bought a vest, he must gon' put it on his head[02:29.258]"Nardo, why y'all on his ass?" 'Cause he did what he did[02:32.425]I heard that nigga got a bag, he better leave it for the kids[02:35.542]****in' with my chains on, they sound like jingle bells[02:38.434]Her moanin' just like singin', so it sound like Christmas carols[02:41.343]Got killers outside waitin' just in case them niggas twirl[02:44.468]He hidin', we can't get him? Okay, send a pretty girl