Transform - Money Man

I got pink money, I got blue money

I got new fifties, I got old hundreds

Up in Saks Fifth, bought Balenci Runners

Rent a house to scam somewhere by Tucker

Call me Uber Eats 'cause we steady grumblin'

Lamborghini Urus, hear the motor hummin'

Blind side, a nigga never seen it comin'

I’ma stand tall, you never seen me runnin'

This a pound house, we don’t do a zip

I’ma eat a shroom, I’ma take a trip

Pop it in the mag, I’ma let it rip

Ain’t no mercy for 'em, I’ma transform

I’m in rare form

I be fly as hell, now I’m airborne

Australian vibe with me, she from Melbourne

Told my dog, «If you don’t kill an opp, then I’ma kill you»

If we don’t think the same, then I don’t feel you

Told my girl, «Come here, I wanna feel you»

Don’t get a fake ass, I want the real you

Love the way you look from the rear view

The stick got a scope, that’s a clear view

Sick of bein' broke, I’m tryna heal you

Got this sniper rifle and I’m in a foreign, had to flip the title

Yeah, I filled the mile, it got me revital

I just left lil' mama, now she suicidal

I don’t owe 'em nothin', niggas too entitled

Got a quarter with me tryna show her privates

On an airplane and the charter private

I ain’t never tellin', I’ma keep it silent

I ain’t never tellin', I’ma keep it quiet

She gon' drink my fluid like a liquid diet

What’s the location?

We was at the Hyatt

Call me Bigfoot, I’m a big stepper like Sasquatch

Spent an eighty-ball on a new watch

Spent a one-fifty on a new drop

Got 'em goin' crazy when the album drop

Spent twelve hundred on her crop-top

She was thankful for it, she was appreciative

Niggas feelin' hurt, they too sensitive

Yeah, on a whole 'nother wave with this shit

Broke nigga, get away with this shit

You gon' end up in the grave with this shit

Told a nigga don’t play with this shit

Long nights and long days for this shit

Stayed down, I done prayed for this shit

Hardbody, I was made for this shit

Big stepper like I’m Chewbacca

In a Redeye, got two choppers

I’ma hit 'em up, I’ma 2Pac 'em

Fly, tall nigga, call me Big Poppa

I’m a big target, got a good lawyer

I’ma hit the bitch in some red bottoms

Yeah, late night, I be head-huntin'

I be red rummin', I be rack racin'

I got pink money, I got blue money

I got new fifties, I got old hundreds

Up in Saks Fifth, bought Balenci Runners

Rent a house to scam somewhere by Tucker

Call me Uber Eats 'cause we steady grumblin'

Lamborghini Urus, hear the motor hummin'

Blind side, a nigga never seen it comin'

I’ma stand tall, you never seen me runnin'

This a pound house, we don’t do a zip

I’ma eat a shroom, I’ma take a trip

Pop it in the mag, I’ma let it rip

Ain’t no mercy for 'em, I’ma transform

I’m in rare form

I be fly as hell, now I’m airborne

Australian vibe with me, she from Melbourne

Told my dog, «If you don’t kill an opp, then I’ma kill you»

If we don’t think the same, then I don’t feel you

Told my girl, «Come here, I wanna feel you»

Don’t get a fake ass, I want the real you

Love the way you look from the rear view

The stick got a scope, that’s a clear view

Sick of bein' broke, I’m tryna heal you

Got this sniper rifle and I’m in a foreign, had to flip the title

Yeah, I filled the mile, it got me revital