Money on my mind yeah I'm wearing all designer
All these stacks feel like the pied piper
Money on my mind yeah I'm wearing all designer
All these stacks feel like the pied piper
So fire I'm about to implode (about to explode)
Give it back fore I hit the road (fore I hit the road)
Gunfire shot to your nose (shot right to your nose)
Sit down you're not one of the pros (you're not one of the pros)
Eyes look designer
Might just gem up in eyeliner
Flying going higher
Flying going higher
Never meant for it to be like this
But understand baby I've got weights to lift
I know some people never let themselves live
You ain't smoking genius boy who you tryna kid
Also you know I'm on the sky bridge
On my way to cloud nine delivering some bricks
Got a life to live
It's a divine gift
Whah whah
Yeah