Money Texture - A4

I’m in a Fendi coat

I put diamonds on her throat

She a natural, little clear coat

See right through you

I see you got hope

Something rare to find on my side

Smith’n’Weston come alive

Keep a secret

Ain’t no telling

I’ma be your favourite villain

Off the percs I’m losing melanin

Diamonds on my wrist they glisten

All my exes still listen

Need a big crib

Forbes list by Christmas

The waiter like me now 'cause I’m tipping

I know some killers who can’t take a sip of liqour

Or else he turn to a killer (oh)

Been a long time coming

Cold sinner, cold nights and cold dinners (ah)

Something 'bout this money texture

I want it forever, can’t see us fall down

Something 'bout this money texture

I want it forever, can’t see us fall down

Had to make money untracable

Now I’m getting money legal

Secret live by G code

Swerving sideways on the road

She on her knees, her knees sore

She throat my dick can’t breathe Hoe

I need condoms from the store

I can’t trust these little whores

I only fuck with pretty girls

She make my whole world

Welcome to my dream world

Up high looking down blurred

Don’t give a fuck about what you heard

I put the f12 in sport

Hope I don’t see another corpse

Last one I felt it in my core

Ain’t no telling

I’ma be your favourite villain

Off the percs I’m losing melanin

Diamonds on my wrist they glisten

All my exes still listen

Need a big crib

Forbes list by Christmas

The waiter like me now 'cause I’m tipping

I know some killers who can’t take a sip of liqour

Or else he turn to a killer (oh)

Been a long time coming

Cold sinner, cold nights and cold dinners (ah)

Something 'bout this money texture

I want it forever, can’t see us fall down

Something 'bout this money texture

I want it forever, can’t see us fall down