Money So Big Song Lyrics by Yeat
Yeah, my money big body, my money TonkaNo, I don’t need you, I really don’t want you (damn, Trgc made that?)My money be twerkin’, my money do dances (whoa)Yeah, shut upI already heard you, I don’t wanna answerYou ruin everything you touch, you a cancer (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I’m on the side where we win, noYou not that guy ’cause I’m him, yeahI ride that big body right out the lot, it’s a GLE, came with a tintI don’t wanna hear none of the shit that youSayin’, you cap out your chinny-chin-chin (none)I’m rockin’ the latest designer,The finest of fur, that’s that chinchilla skin (yeah)
They tryna copy the wave and I toldThem they can’t even surf a wave on it, yeahThey steady been copying my sound,They some birds, they a parrot if I’m being honest, yeahWhy you been cappin’ ’bout your whole life? (Yeah)How is you rappin’ ’bout a whole lie? (How?)How you stay rappin’ ’bout these damn drugsYou ain’t ever tried once your whole life? (Cap)
Yeah, these kids is someMotherfuckin’ burgers, I’m callin’ them Five GuysYeah, these kids frier than a grease ball,Yeah, he fried-fried (yeah, he fried-fried)I just pulled up in that Bentley, that bitch got them frog eyesThey tryna bite the swag but they bitches biting our dicksI count every time she sucked me up,This a hundred and sixty licks (whoa)Can’t even count the songs I made in aMonth, that’s a hundred and sixty hits (yeah)They say, “Yeat,You keep on evolving, how you so steady with it?” (Whoa)They say, “Yeat,How your pockets swollen? You gotta show me that shit” (whoa)
‘Bout to tell you how I’m doin’ and shitI got the devil on my phone, he told me, keep doin’ this shitYeah, devil taught me how to get richYeah, how many bands? Six-sixTwizz in a minivan, couple of big sticksBitch ’bout to ride me like she on a RipStikYeah, they said,“What’s that red on your chest?” I told ’em, “that’s your bitch lipstick”Yeah, I pulled up in a Tonka and a helicopter, I’m goin’ nutsYeah, I had a 50 band and I turned it to a honeybunDidn’t even need to go sign me a deal forThese flawless diamonds, bitch, I’m already upI got a lil’ thotty,That bitch is the baddest, she up in that coupe on me, suckin’ me up
Yeah, my money big body, my money TonkaNo, I don’t need you, I really don’t want youMy money be twerkin’, my money do dances (whoa)Yeah, shut upI already heard you, I don’t wanna answerYou ruin everything you touch, you a cancer (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I’m on the side where we win, noYou not that guy ’cause I’m him, yeahI ride that big body right out the lot, it’s a GLE, came with a tintI don’t wanna hear none of the shit that youSayin’, you cap out your chinny-chin-chin (none)I’m rockin’ the latest designer,The finest of fur, that’s that chinchilla skin (yeah)
They tryna copy the wave and I told themThey can’t even surf a wave on it, yeah (oh)They steady been copying my sound,They some birds, they a parrot if I’m being honest, yeah (brr)Why you been cappin’ ’bout your whole life? (Yeah)How is you rappin’ ’bout a whole lie? (How?)How you stay rappin’ ’bout these damn drugsYou ain’t ever tried once your whole life? (Cap)