[Intro: Yung Bleu]
I want the money
I want the money, yeah
[Chorus: Money Man & Yung Bleu]
She say that the money really don't mean sh*t to her
She just want a ni**a who gon' say some real sh*t to her
She done had rich ni**as, she done had b*tch ni**as (Yeah)
I done put ni**as in a hearse, I'm a gravedigger
Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I'm a made ni**a
fu*k all of the Fendi and Dior, that sh*t worthless
She ain't really shallow, she ain't lookin' on the surface
I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfin'
[Verse 1: Money Man]
She just want knowledge, she don't really want a Birkin
I was down bad, had no food, stomach hurtin'
I was on the prowl, I was schemin', I was lurkin'
Let me put you on a lil' info right now
Go and get yourself a lil' crypto right now
Could've had a couple hundred thousand in your bank account
Could've had a couple foreign cars you was rentin' now
Could've had a couple lil' spots you was rentin' out
I just copped a fluffy Frenchie, that was for my main lady
Gotta get the watch bust down, I can't plain jane it
Gotta get some M's right now, I can't keep waitin'
Gotta keep it real with yourself, you can't keep fakin'
Game ain't free, you gotta pay, that's how you 'preciate it
Burnin' in a Rolls-Royce truck, this sh*t depreciatin'
Pull up to the club and you know I'm real inebriated
I done took this street sh*t nationwide, I done elevated
Had to take the stairs, they ain't let me take the elevator
I was dead poor, now a ni**a gettin' hella paper
Had to take the stairs, they ain't let me take the elevator
I be at the crib tryna clear my mind meditatin'
[Chorus: Money Man]
She say that the money really don't mean sh*t to her
She just want a ni**a who gon' say some real sh*t to her
She done had rich ni**as, she done had b*tch ni**as
I done put ni**as in a hearse, I'm a gravedigger
Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I'm a made ni**a
fu*k all of the Fendi and Dior, that sh*t worthless
She ain't really shallow, she ain't lookin' on the surface (Run it)
I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfin'
[Verse 2: Yung Bleu]
I'ma put you on a lil' street thing right now
Hangin' out your door just like a keychain right now
ni**a better pipe down, I can get you wiped down
You can't get my phone number, b*tch, I ain't Mike Jones
She got a lil' booty with them jeans and them tights on (Tights)
fu*k her with a bonnet on her head and a nightgown (Night)
I been on that Money Man, all my ni**as swipe now
She just went and got a BBL and she right now
Can I get some head? Just some head from you right now
Got two bad b*tches layin' in the bed, fu*k me right now
I can't wait to kill the show, just so I can kill this ho
Hit her with the give-and-go, pass her to my lil' bro
I fu*k with her 'cause she do me better (I fu*k with her 'cause she do me better)
And she see these diamonds, it make her wetter
She gon' try to treat you like a lame if you let her
I was splashin' on these hoes, I ain't know any better
Broke my heart to pieces, now I'm tryna hold it together
I ain't trust, I had to fu*k her with the pole on the dresser
[Chorus: Money Man]
She say that the money really don't mean sh*t to her
She just want a ni**a who gon' say some real sh*t to her
She done had rich ni**as, she done had b*tch ni**as
I done put ni**as in a hearse, I'm a gravedigger
Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I'm a made ni**a
fu*k all of the Fendi and Dior, that sh*t worthless
She ain't really shallow, she ain't lookin' on the surface
I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfin'