MONEY BLUE

(Ayy, Do$, drop that hot shit) yeah

And I ain't never seen a dollar I don't like, nigga (G)

Yeah, yeah

I got a red bitch, but my money blue (blue)

I got a red bitch, but my money, uh (yeah)

Ayy, look, I lost some old friends, but the hundreds new (the, what? What?)

I lost my old friends, but I got money (yeah)

Look, we ain't even gon' speak on that

You fuck my ho, I'm fuckin' niggas hoes, so we ain't gon' beef 'bout that

You don't bump my song, you ain't gotta bump my songs, I'ma let you sleep on that

I be ridin' the Maybach more than I'm ridin' the Rolls, I don't like how the seat go back

Got a chair in front of the window inside of my penthouse, fuck my freaks on that

That dog bitch there too fine, he done let her outside, you ain't got no leash on that?

That car backed into that parking spot outside, they ain't got no lease on that?

You can get one too, you just gotta go get on your grind, ayy, you better not think 'bout that

When you comin' in and out your house

Better keep your iron 'cause you know they gon' creep 'bout that (baow)

A nigga better leave me 'lone

Callin' 'em now on speakerphone, wonder if my lil' freak at home

You know all these niggas pocket watchin', checkin' and tryin' to keep the score

I left 'cause I ain't need the ho, it's Baby, look

I got a red bitch, but my money blue (ayy, look)

I got a red bitch, but my money, uh (yeah)

Ayy, look, I lost some old friends, but the hundreds new (the hundreds new, nigga)

I lost my old friends, but I got money (huh, yeah)

I done lost all of my friends, but I still got a pistol (fuck it)

But the one I shot buddy with, I threw it by the river (shh)

I like my money all blue in rubber bands, like I'm Crippin'

I just need a razor blade, seven bags, and a blender

They got two rocks in the middle of the streets, you 'bout to kick 'em

If you ain't 'bout to eat my dick now like a Snickers

Yeah, I like to count money, but I don't like to start friction

But I'll cook a nigga on the stove and leave him crispy

And if you don't know how to throw that ass back like a frisbee (then what?)

I'm prepared to move myself from the situation like a businessman (bye)

I keep it G, my program even bigger than

And I'm not a high point nigga 'cause them bitches jam

I got a red bitch, but my money blue (Frank)

I got a red bitch, but my money, uh (yeah)

Ayy, look, I lost some old friends, but the hundreds new (the hundreds blue, nigga)

I lost my old friends, but I got money (yeah)

Golden glow

Shinin' through my window

Ooh, yeah