[Intro]
(I'm shy, oh my God)
Uh

[Chorus]
Yeah, the coupe in the garage, I spent hella bucks for it (Yeah)
I left that pussy behind, I will not go back for it (No)
I like oversea designs, I will not wear Michael Kors (Yeah)
I pop a Percocet, I start liftin' off the floor (Floor)
We rich as fuck right now, nobody I know is fuckin' poor (Yeah)
I'm havin' bands right now, but you know I want some more (Whoa)
She walked into the spot, she said "It's money, money galore" (Woo)

[Verse]
I got racks on me now, I won't go back to that shit
We gon' hop in the sprint or go blow bands in Saks Fifth
Comme des Garçons all on me, Ricky the jacket
Thick model bitch, she like thе way I catch it
([?])
(I'm shy, oh my God)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yеah
Designer bitches on me, designer clothes on me
I shoot the stick like Kobe
Man, rest in peace my homie
He broke, then he can't hold me
We comfortable, we cozy
She treat me like I'm holy
I am the one and only
[Chorus]
Yeah, the coupe in the garage, I spent hella bucks for it (Yeah)
I left that pussy behind, I will not go back for it (No)
I like oversea designs, I will not wear Michael Kors (Yeah)
I pop a Percocet, I start liftin' off the floor (Floor)
We rich as fuck right now, nobody I know is fuckin' poor (Yeah)
I'm havin' bands right now, but you know I want some more (Whoa)
She walked into the spot, she said "It's money, money galore" (Woo)

[Outro]
Money, money galore
Money, money galore
Money, money galore
Money, money galore
Money, money galore