Monëy so big Lyrics – Yeat
Singer: Yeat
Title: Monëy so big
Yeah, my money big body, my money Tonka
No, I don’t need you, I really don’t want you (Damn, Trgc made that?)
My money be twerkin’, my money do dances (Woah)
Yeah, shut up
I already heard you, I don’t wanna answer
You ruin everything you touch, you a cancer (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I’m on the side where we win, no
You not that guy ’cause I’m him, yeah
I ride that big body right out the lot, it’s a GLE, came with a tint
I don’t wanna hear none of the sh#t that you sayin’, you cap out your chinny-chin-chin
I’m rockin’ the latest designer, the finest of fur, that’s that chinchilla skin
They tryna copy the wave and I told them they can’t even surf a wave on it, yeah
They steady been copying my sound, they some birds, they a parrot if I’m being honest, yeah
Why you been cappin’ ’bout your whole life?
How is you rappin’ ’bout a whole lie?
How you stay rappin’ ’bout these damn drugs you ain’t ever tried once your whole life?
Yeah, these kids is some motherf#ckin’ burgers, I’m callin’ them Five Guys
Yeah, these kids frier than a grease ball, yeah, he fried-fried
I just pulled up in that Bentley, that b#tch got them frog eyes
They tryna bite the swag but they b#tches biting our dicks
I count every time she sucked me up, this a hundred and sixty licks
Can’t even count the songs I made in a month, that’s a hundred and sixty hits
‘Bout to tell you how I’m doin’ and sh#t
I got the devil on my phone, he told me, keep doin’ this sh#t
Yeah, devil taught me how to get rich
Yeah, how many bands? 6-6
Twizz in a minivan, couple of big sticks
b#tch ’bout to ride me like she on a RipStik
Yeah, they said, “What’s that red on your chest?” I told ’em, “that’s your b#tch lipstick”
Yeah, I pulled up in a Tonka and a helicopter, I’m goin’ nuts
Yeah, I had a fifty band and I turned it to a honeybun
Didn’t even need to go sign me a deal for these flawless diamonds, b#tch, I’m already up
I got a lil’ thotty, that b#tch is the baddest, she up in that coupe on me, suckin’ me up
Yeah, my money big body, my money Tonka
No, I don’t need you, I really don’t want you
My money be twerkin’, my money do dances (Woah)
Yeah, shut up
I already heard you, I don’t wanna answer
You ruin everything you touch, you a cancer (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I’m on the side where we win, no
You not that guy ’cause I’m him, yeah
I ride that big body right out the lot, it’s a GLE, came with a tint
I don’t wanna hear none of the sh#t that you sayin’, you cap out your chinny-chin-chin
I’m rockin’ the latest designer, the finest of fur, that’s that chinchilla skin
They tryna copy the wave and I told them they can’t even surf a wave on it, yeah
They steady been copying my sound, they some birds, they a parrot if I’m being honest, yeah
Why you been cappin’ ’bout your whole life?
How is you rappin’ ’bout a whole lie?
How you stay rappin’ ’bout these damn drugs you ain’t ever tried once your whole life?
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