(SPK)
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
(Brrr)
Ay come here
Baddie wanna come over our side
She already know she's gonna have fun here
You know that it's us, never them
They make no bread, them boy there bumeh (Bums)
I've attempted every hustle
How can you say I ain't about the
Moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh
Got a bad B and she's 5'3 and she's similar to Amelia Monét
Had to hold my head and my hands
Cause what do you mean you ain't giving out nodeh? (What do you mean?)
I'm getting it in the rain
And I'm getting it in when it's suneh
Two L's in a day
Bro had to eat that, way too unluckeh
I'm very much boring, what I do in the day is actually mad
I jug and I jug and I jug and I jug and I jug again
Then I go back to the gaff
When she sees me, she gets gassed
Budum, budum, bum, naturally fat
I can't live in regret, tryna do something crazy because then that'll be daft
She asked me when am I landing
She don't know about mixing Fanta Fruit Twist with a phenoxymethylene tablet
Back this, twenty-four sevens man grafting, madting
If bro catch dem they're dashing
Shout out Yang, cah he keep on yanging
Only time them boy in the field and they beat something off is when they're bashing
They say that I barely release
I apologize for the long delay
I'm busy running it up and then passing it on, you can call this a long relay
C'est la vie, c'est la vie
I got so much love for my killehs
She said I don't speak to her much, like come on baby, don't be silleh
Ay come here
Baddie wanna come over our side
She already know she's gonna have fun here
You know that it's us, never them
They make no bread, them boy there bumeh (Bums)
I've attempted every hustle
How can you say I ain't about the
Moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh
Got a bad B and she's 5'3 and she's similar to Amelia Monét
Had to hold my head and my hands
Cause what do you mean you ain't giving out nodeh? (What do you mean?)
I'm getting it in the rain
And I'm getting it in when it's suneh
Two L's in a day
Bro had to eat that, way too unluckeh
Got a bad B from London, she's 5'3 and she all on me
And of course she's got budum, budum, bum
Tryna wear me out like I'm a long John
She look good and her nails on fleek
Tu resemble á un bonbon
Bro knows how to get round there, he's not a dum-dum, no need for tom-tom
I'm the talk of the town, make a man look down with a frown when I'm walking thru
Make the gal make sound, better give me that crown, better know who you're talking to
When we get live in the night
Quick, quick
Clean up, just pass me the broom
My flow's too ill, sick, sick, fever, man a catch that flu
At the end of the day, the game is a game (For real)
Do you love me for me or do you love me for what I've became? (Which one?)
Name me a guy that's more versatile than me, I'll wait
That's what I thought, don't talk on my name
Ay come here
Baddie wanna come over our side
She already know she's gonna have fun here
You know that it's us, never them
They make no bread, them boy there bumeh (Bums)
I've attempted every hustle
How can you say I ain't about the
Moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh, moneh
Got a bad B and she's 5'3 and she's similar to Amelia Monét
Had to hold my head and my hands
Cause what do you mean you ain't giving out nodeh? (What do you mean?)
I'm getting it in the rain
And I'm getting it in when it's suneh
Two L's in a day
Bro had to eat that, way too unluckeh
(Brrr)