I just love this money, I don't love no bitch
Abre la boca mamacita
Grammys, that's what's gucci-gucci
Top three, that's what's gucci
Grammys, that's what's gucci-gucci
Top three, that's what's gucci
Yeah yeah
Ooh, I love this money
Ooh, I love this shit, ooh
I know she love me, I don't love the bitch, ooh
I love this money
Ooh, I love this shit, ooh
I know she love me, I don't love the bitch ooh
I just love this money, I don't love no bitch
She came in my bits, we did what we did
I'm the f*cking shit, you don't get it, do you?
Abre la boca mamacita, you don't get it, do you?
A hundred miles away from me, so shorty paying visits
She got a man, I got a show, and she say "Babe, kill it"
Man just put in work, hit the stu and go berserk
I loved money first, hell no, I ain't loving her
Do the dash, do it good, I can't die in my hood
End my life you should, before I show you what's good
What's gucci? Grammys that's what's gucci-gucci
Top three, that's what's gucci, I'ma make 'em wish they knew me, look
All I think about these days is a million and a few more
What you think I got a studio in the same room that I sleep for?
Late nights, they know me, up late for my goalies
I was in the stu, you was in the rave, don't say that we're homies
Ooh, I love this money
Ooh, I love this shit, ooh
I know she love me, I don't love the bitch, ooh
I love this money
Ooh, I love this shit, ooh
I know she love me, I don't love the bitch ooh
I love this money
I love this shit
I know she love me, I don't love the bitch
I love this money
I love this shit
I know she love me, I don't love the bitch ooh
I love this money
Ooh, I love this shit, ooh
I know she love me, I don't love the bitch, ooh
I love this money
Ooh, I love this shit, ooh
I know she love me, I don't love the bitch ooh