CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Money

(Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha)
b*t*h, I get money, stop motherf**kin' playin' wit' me
(It's Trax season bruh)

Money makin' b*t*h, I ain't ever chasin' d**k (Money)
(Ayy, run me my money)
Money Making Mitch, I'm always paid in full sis (Money Making Mitch)
(Ayy, run me my money)
Always talkin' slick, pay your rent before you diss
(Ayy, run me my money)
And I can talk my big sh*t, I got designer on my lips (Big sh*t)
(Ayy, run me my money)

Bust it open like I'm Luke
He wanna pull this ass over, toot toot
f**kin' all night, booted off the boot
He bustin' back to back, chile, he ain't scared to shoot (Ahh)
All I do is get paid
Got these b*t*hes lined up like I'm in a parade (Line it up)
Actin' out, this ain't charades
I'm a real Florida b*t*h but I am not from Dade (305)
Don't brag on your bag, baby boy, you gotta spend it (Yeah)
I-N-D, you can't make me a dependent (IND)
I'm headin' to the top, only if the Lord willing (Thank the Lord)
I don't f**k with broke b*t*hes, I need room for all these millions
Body snatched up but sis, I ain't Brazilian
I just copped me a Benz, at the top, ain't no ceiling
Cash, check or charge
Birkin bag, Chanel swag, swipe your card (Yeah)