Whole Lotta Money Lyrics – DaBaby
Singer: DaBaby
Title: Whole Lotta Money
Yeah, whole lotta n#gg#s with Glocks and pistols (Ryzy.A on the beat)
Whole lotta hunnids in knots, they Crip blue
n#gg#s think I’m somewhere cryin’ with tissues
Certified, internet or not, I’ll get with you
Bulletproof on the Suburban, I’m havin’ guns with switches, tons of b#tches
Really can afford to quit doin’ this sh#t right now
When I’m done havin’ fun, I’m chillin’
2019, I went bought a nine-acre estate
2020, made twenty-two million
n#gg#s gotta be kiddin’ (What you do?)
I ran laps around all of these n#gg#s, just like Sha’Carri Richardson
The whole world watchin’, they wanna see how he gon’ figure it (Let’s go)
The Maybach chocolate, cinnamon
I’m in this b#tch right now like it was [?]
These n#gg#s must’ve forgot what they were dealin’ with
One of y’all could die right now, n#gg#, literally (Do)
Whole lotta money in this m#th*rf#ck*r, shoutout to Bia, I’m back in my be on my business (Business)
I used sneak in the club with a lil’ .22, I got in with the strap in my tennis
Eighty percent of these rap n#gg#s b#tches, so f#ck what you think ’bout happened, I did it
Gon’ have to compare me to one of them n#gg#s who ain’t never care ’bout none of these n#gg#s (Yeah, yeah)
I know b#tches with more nuts, Sandy
These n#gg#s sweet as a b#tch, no candy
Set this b#tch off if you f#ck with my family
Double-dare one of you n#gg#s to touch me
Still ain’t bumped into you n#gg#s, you’re lucky (Nah, keep goin’, n#gg#)
b#tch, I’m a big dog and you lil’ n#gg#s puppies (Keep goin’, n#gg#)
They think I’ma fold for that motherf#ckin’ money
b#tch, I’m in control of me, these n#gg#s puppets (Oh yeah)
Broke #ss n#gg#, too bad I’m already havin’ (Yeah)
Too bad I own all my cars and my mansions (Yeah, yeah)
Too bad I already made my investments
Cry me a river, I’m over here laughin’ (Go)
b#tch, you never met a stand up n#gg#?
Don’t understand me, n#gg#, yeah, I’m different (Yeah)
Ridin’ with the top down, chillin’
A RP ridin’ shotgun with me
Y’all out here ridin’ to them cap #ss n#gg#s
Y’all rappin’ ’bout sh#t, y’all not gon’ live it (Try me)
‘Bout time I catch another body
f#ck around with me, know shots come with it (Shh)
They might just hit me with the R.I.C.O
All of my friends keep it real, it’s the G-code
f#ck with the cars, make it spin until he gone
I’m in the building, [?] with a freak ho
Can’t kick this sh#t the way that I kick it
Take big nuts to do this sh#t the way I did it (Okay)
Might as well start savin’ y’all money
Y’all hatin’ #ss n#gg#s gon’ pay for this pimpin’
Pay that, until y’all do that, I lay back
I’m ain’t even trippin’, I’m straight, man
n#gg#, you could die from the sh#t that you talkin’ ’bout
You gotta be careful, boy, why would you say that?
Why would you risk it? Tough #ss n#gg#s always ready to die ’bout that pride and these b#tches
Like I won’t pull up with a vest, a durag, and a hat, about firin’ on n#gg#s like 50, n#gg#
I’m talkin’ ’bout 2003, 2004, for this sh#t, n#gg# (Uh-huh, haha)
There’s a whole lotta money in this m#th*rf#ck*r
That my motherf#ckin’ n#gg# too, man, shoutout for being a real n#gg# (Yeah, believe that)
Don’t you ever f#ckin’ forget that, n#gg# (Huh?)
There’s a whole lotta money in this m#th*rf#ck*r (Don’t play with me)
Oh, you scared now?
b#tch
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