Money Man
Westbrook
[Chorus]
Made her orgasm, now she coming
I just want a plug who got cheap numbers
Riding in a Vette, doing donuts like Dunkin's
Riding in a Ghost, my car got summoned
Underarm kush, smell musty like a onion
N***a, I'ma shark, these n***as be guppies
I'ma drop the price for all my buddies
All the plays got my pockets real chubby
I was in school, had weed in my cubby
Ride round the city juug car in the cutty
Exotic bags coming by the God damn dozen
Polluting my soul, my cup be muddy
Hop out shooting, watch these n***as get to ducking
And I got chips like motherfucking Ruffles
Green from the Westbrook, n***a, no Russell

[Verse 1]
Bae, you look good in them got damn tights
You the type of bitch I'll fuck all night
I'm the type of n***a that trap all night
I'ma trap 'til I see daylight
Shawty so bad, she the girl of my dreams
Ticket so low met the plug of my dreams
And I got online million dollar schemes
Colorado Mountains, I be playing with skis
N***as ain't know about playin' with T
Them swipe cards, diamonds swimmin' and cheese
Running to the racks, n***a, I'm in the lead
Rolling up pressure in a fronto leaf
Swipe and let me get a iPhone X, please
Then I'll resell for some of them, peep
Then I go reinvest it in them P's
Lil' mama interested in me
Probably just interested in racks
I'ma bend her over and hit her from the back
I was broke as hell I was living in a shack
NFL money, now a n***a got a sack
These n***as lame, no Tierra, they wack
N***as, they be dirty, they'll shoot you in the back
I'ma aim the FN at a n***a cap
Re-up in these desert had to learn to use a map, yeah
Fuck me good girl, you can get a purse
Give me one second, let me eat this Perc'
Lost three packs, but it could've been worse
Bad country bitch and I think she a nurse
Bad city bitch, she a real big flirt
Twenty for a show, better know my worth
Been through it all, you don't know my hurt
[Chorus]
Made her orgasm, now she coming
I just want a plug who got cheap numbers
Riding in a Vette, doing donuts like Dunkin's
Riding in a Ghost, my car got summoned
Underarm kush, smell musty like a onion
N***a, I'ma shark, these n***as be guppies
I'ma drop the price for all my buddies
All the plays got my pockets real chubby
I was in school, had weed in my cubby
Ride round the city juug car in the cutty
Exotic bags coming by the God damn dozen
Polluting my soul, my cup be muddy
Hop out shooting, watch these n***as get to ducking
And I got chips like motherfucking Ruffles
Green from the Westbrook, n***a, no Russell

[Verse 2]
Clean-ass n***a, my money be dirty
And you know a n***a stay fresh like Doug E
10K fit, hell nah, I ain't ducking
I ain't going for it, lil' n***a, I'm bustin'
Grew up in the hood, yeah, n***a had it rough it
Overnight a car, yeah, n***a, I'ma rush ya
I was broke as hell, I was riding in a bucket
Now every bitch I come across fucking
Red Roof Inn, I served three n***as
Ran too fast and I had to take a picture
Every year a n***a get more and more richer
Eating real good, my bitches got thicker
Had to get the penthouse over on Brickell
And I'm busting bails down at the La Quinta
Bought a S6 for my lil' sisters
Love these cars, I'ma run it up quicker