JOIN THA KULT - Money Lyrics

Gimme my motherf*ckin' money
I want the bags want the racks want it all
Lil bitch you think it's funny
I need the cash need the stacks gotta ball
Never been a trick I can't f*ck wit no troll bitches
Uh, drop top got like four switches
Nah, I ain't got time for the no bitches
So hop in the two door roll wit it
Every bitch that tried to play me you ain't shit
Gold on my wrist you a gold digger
Gold on your lips you a soul singer
If you tryna suck my dick make your mouth bigger
Never let a chick play me
She tryna be my OJ be my main squeeze
When we out in public I ain't never call her baby
I'm bout the money that's the motivator
And I'm motherf*ckin' motivated
Gimme my motherf*ckin' money
I want the bags want the racks want it all
Lil bitch you think it's funny
I need the cash need the stacks gotta ball
Gimme my motherf*ckin' money
I want the bags want the racks want it all
Lil bitch you think it's funny
I need the cash need the stacks gotta ball
Imma rob a bank
Gotta ball
John Wall
Jesse James shooting star
Bullet proof
Money flying out the roof
Clear skies
Love it when it rain too
Everybody saying money can't buy you love
Bitches stupid yeah you know that they be broke as f*ck
Retail
Pay cash
No money
I'll pass
Gimme my motherf*ckin' money
I want the bags want the racks want it all
Lil bitch you think it's funny
I need the cash need the stacks gotta ball
Gimme my motherf*ckin' money
I want the bags want the racks want it all
Lil bitch you think it's funny
I need the cash need the stacks gotta ball
I need the cash need the stacks gotta ball
Ya
Gimme my motherf*ckin' money