IG Story - Money Man

They lookin' on my IG story, they just tryna ride on my wave\nAny nigga think about robbin' me gon' get put in a grave\nI put them P’s on a train, them bitches gone be here in three days\nSo much dirty money, I swear that I been countin' for three days\nWe on them ARP’s with five-inch barrel, that Draco shit is played\nMy bitch so sexy, damn I love her, she do no makeup with shades\nThese niggas bitin', they can’t help it, this shit spread just like the plague\nIn that white 'Vette with the red guts, this shit look like candy canes\nPull up and light your block up with that Blackout, then go home and laugh\nIf you can’t handle the street life, then you should’ve chose a different path\nI can talk to any plug, I guess I got the gift of gab\nI just want the neck, lil' mama, come and give me some giraffe\nIn the yellow Lamborghini, this bitch not a taxi cab\nBig Money shoot that stick so good, them nigga gon' send me in the draft\nI done purchased so many handguns, me and FN should collab\nI’m with ten hoes in Matsuhisa, pickin' up the tab\nOh, you broke? You need to cop some reefer and dump a couple bags\nAfter a shoot, I toss that blick like Trevor Lawrence with the Jazz\nI’m too up, these niggas mad\nI’m in Saks Fifth, poppin' tags\nMy girl been loyal, so I told her, «Whatever you want, bae, you can have»\nDamn, she always in the gym, damn, I’m always drainin' squares\nHad to drive that pack myself 'cause niggas started actin' scared\nI got shrooms, I got flower, pull up on my play prepared\nWhile lil' mama to me off, I’m rubbin' on her baby hairs\nI done bought so much LV, the company need to give me shares\nShe ain’t ever gone find another nigga like me, I’m too rare\nI got muscles, I keep liftin' all these pounds, my shoulders sore\nAll my growers love me to death, you know we got a good rapport, let’s go\nThey lookin' on my IG story, they just tryna ride on my wave\nAny nigga think about robbin' me gon' get put in a grave\nI put them P’s on a train, them bitches gone be here in three days\nSo much dirty money, I swear that I been countin' for three days\nWe on them ARP’s with five-inch barrel, that Draco shit is played\nMy bitch so sexy, damn I love her, she do no makeup with shades\nThese niggas bitin', they can’t help it, this shit spread just like the plague\nIn that white 'Vette with the red guts, this shit look like candy canes\nPull up and light your block up with that Blackout, then go home and laugh\nIf you can’t handle the street life, then you should’ve chose a different path\nI can talk to any plug, I guess I got the gift of gab\nI just want the neck, lil' mama, come and give me some giraffe