Lyrics
Yo, this is Juan, um, so check this shit out dude, uh
I know you're asleep or whatever the fuck but uh
Ghost in the face, hard in the paint, nauseous
Close to the bank, fall for the fake conscience
Suicide doors on the matte-black Porsches
All black angel with a halo, with a sword in
Take money, money
They money, money
They money
Play money, money
Fake money, money
Know that
Take money, money
They money, money
They money
Play money, money
Fake money, money
Know that
Stessy SB dunks, I'm missing a school lunch
A body will turn cold in that ice cream zip-up
Ditch class to kiss on a twin sister
Pish-posh, I'm probably pushing a Civic
Fist balled, I promise I ain't with it
My partner got a Glizzy, please don't make him get it
Please don't make a move, my team will make the news
I'm keen on breaking rules, my jeans hold .22's
I dreamed at 16 of being on Star Trak
Niggas is haters, I'm ducking deals from the majors
Ice cream sneakers, I double-knot my laces
All gold Blackberry, hard to get in touch
Solid gold fronts, tooth fairy fall in love
Angel battle on the hood, hood, stand up
Never been no type of shook, Euro Step the bluff
Put your hands up if you really with the jump
Get your body dropped off at your momma crib, love
Take money, money
They money, money
They money
Play money, money
Fake money, money
Know that
Take money, money
They money, money
They money
Play money, money
Fake money, money
Know that
Know that
Money, money, know that
Know that
Know that
Watch your mouth when you speak to me
I'm the new black history