Lyrics
Muney, Muney
(Ayo, BandPlay)
Ayy, I've spent a hundred ten times
I'm tryna go make some more
I told you, bitch, I'm a farmer
I'm out here tryna make money grow
Don't feel bad chasin' me
You can't lose when you chasin' Muney, ho
It's crazy (Crazy), look how life changed
I'm thinkin' 'bout opening a corner store (Yeah)
I used to hit that corner
I Had perfect attendance and honor roll (Trap)
Yeah, I came up, for sure, a broke boy
I'm not one of those
Blue Muney got her out her clothes
Ho lick me like an envelope, yeah (Yeah)
'Member Dolph told me
"I see it in you, you one of those" (Yeah)
Now niggas dyin', they pointin' fingers
Like he the one who know what happened (What?)
He the one who got it done (What?)
I don't think that boy just rappin' (What?)
All the blogs be playin' police
While I'm just tryna play with this cabbage (Yeah)
I'm just tryna play with these blues
Me and my dead homies relaxin'
Me and Ben been tryna find out what to buy next
Maybe a mansion (Maybe)
Thinkin' 'bout fuckin' all fifty in mansion (Yeah)
All my hoes in there mad at me (Yeah)
I can't settle down, I'm sorry (I'm sorry)
Here's a bag, ho, wipe your lashes (Haha)
Me and Jesus havin' talks
I told Him I'm sorry for how I'm actin'
He keep blessin' me with more money
But I'm too focused on whackin' somethin'
The man up stairs, he know my heart, he told me
"Don't feel bad, my son" (Yeah)
Ayy, let me get my get back
All I ask 'cause I don't ask for nothin'
Ayy, let me keep on shootin' at all these pussies
On they ass for fun (Yeah)
Ayy, let me keep on fuckin' bad-ass bitches
Who got they asses done
Ayy, I just had a birthday, I'm just thankful I keep havin' one
I pop big shit and askin' have I been actin' a fool
I ain't used to havin' nothin'
When it's cold outside, got Moncler for everyday
I call it fashion month
I might change up my climate, change my mood
I'm tryna catch the sun (Yeah)
I took the gang on a yacht, got on my bucket list
I did that (I did that)
Might not be night team, but the hustles big
We came from slums (We come from shit)
Yeah, we came from Memphis, shit wasn't easy
Niggas barely make it out, you walk outside
You see shit bleedin' (Turn down)
In my city, we got Flippa like in Chicago
They got Yeezy or Chief Keef
You know what I mean like in the trap house they got me (Trap)
Yeah, you feel me, nigga?
It's my season (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Hmm, I don't care if it's winter
Fall or spring (Bitch, I don't give a fuck)
I don't give a fuck, it's always my season (Always)
And it's blue (Blue)
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Blue Muney
Whole Lotta Errthang
Every time you see me, you gon' see blue
Blue Maybach and you might see your bitch
In the back suckin' dick 'til her face turn blue
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
I'm talkin' 'bout blue watches, blue rings
Big-ass blue diamond chains and shit
Yeah, big stupid-ass, emerald Paper Route shit, nigga
Blue motherfucker
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout, man?
Long live Flippa, nigga
Got that, we gon' give you blues
Every time you see blue, nigga
You just know it's my season
Muney