Mikey Flows - Money lyrics

Yeah (x9) Bro I'm cashin out. (x2) [Verse 1] Hand out for the money like the Proud Family, people wanna hate me cause they don't understand me Have the b**h running laps and it ain't track, tell them hoes Mikey Flows steppin to the plate and I'm coming for the motha f**in money you ain't talkin like Travolta back in 89', if she light skinned and cute then bruh she's maybe mine No complaining I'm just ranging and I'm just living life Money always on my mind like Mr. Krabs, ever talk behind my back best believe i'll forget your a** Too many fakes to ever worry about who's real you're astonished I'm just honest and I'm here to make a promise I will blast off like a rocket, Panda on my tee now she wanna rock it, she want's to hara** me man f** going shopping I don't f** with bubble gums so of course they poppin, so just stop it pick a better option Smell the Marijuana then it's probably us, scared to get caught so they think about the police tough, i'mma let you know you ain't grinding you must f**in s**, tryna stop the grind like Queen you can bite the dust Smell the Marijuana then it's probably us, scared to get caught so they think about the police tough, i'mma let you know you ain't grinding you must f**in s**, the Flow G's never cared about who liked us [Hook] (Bro I'm Cashin out) (x3) Money (x3) Money, get your motha f**in money, get that motha f**in money, get your motha f**in money (x3) Money, get your motha f**in money, get that motha f**in money, life is all about the money (x3) Money go and get that f**in money, get that motha f**in money, get your motha f**in money (x3) Money get your motha f**in money, life is all about the money. (Hoot, Hoot) [Verse 2] Now that you're on your grind come on lets take a trip, I'm eating shrimp nearly bigger then your f**in lip Grumpy hater next door like Squidward, with my gla**es add some fashion got me like a rich nerd Bruh tryna squish me like a cheese sandwhich, gotta stop all the hate please god damnit Thinkin bout twelve acres and a fifty sack, I get hella happy just to see that 50's back Flying state to state bet you couldn't even manage, if Pinky bent over for you homie would you smash it? I don't know, but I gotta get the dough, in the hot or in the cold, do the b**h dirty like Santa i'll drop her coals If she don't go with the FLOW, then fasho she's a f**in ho, tell them boys keep grinding like Kareem Cambell...you feel me? Smell the Marijuana then it's probably us, scared to get caught so they think about the police tough, i'mma let you know you ain't grinding you must f**in s**, tryna stop the grind like Queen you can bite the dust Smell the Marijuana then it's probably us, scared to get caught so they think about the police tough, i'mma let you know you ain't grinding you must f**in s**, the Flow G's never cared about who liked us [Hook] (Bro I'm Cashin out) (x3) Money (x3) Money, get your motha f**in money, get that motha f**in money, get your motha f**in money (x3) Money, get your motha f**in money, get that motha f**in money, life is all about the money (x3) Money go and get that f**in money, get that motha f**in money, get your motha f**in money (x3) Money get your motha f**in money, life is all about the money. (Hoot, Hoot) Hoo, hoo, hee, swag, hoo, hoo, bro I'm cashin out Hoo, hoo, swag, bro I'm cashin out Hoo, hoo, swag, hoo