Kodak Black - Too Much Money lyrics

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Kodak Black - Too Much Money lyrics

[Intro – Kodak Black] Like you n----s ain't even doing s--t You n----s running around here Talking about a n---a hating on you But real s--t though dog it's too much money to be hating [Hook/Chorus – Kodak Black] Too much money out here Too much money out here to be hating on you Peep when Ion speak, I see that s--t but I don't say none (yea) Come through with that ray gun Come through (x2) with that ray gun (?) Too much money out here Too much money out here to be hating on you Peep when Ion speak, I see that s--t but I don't say none (yea) Come through with that ray gun Come through (x2) with that ray gun (?) [Verse 1 – Kodak Black] You know Ima keep it 1k bruh One hunnid, it ain't in there You ain't renting don't say none (?) You been shooting that tooly Peeling, wheeling and tooling I get scruba scruba I might keep that woolley I just got the bag and ran through it Got it back and threw it All of the young n----s know what's winning I'm trynna watch my man do it He's a track star, I just ran into him She's a fast broad, I just ran into her He's b-----d, where's his dad going Bust his a-s son, you your daddy son That's a Nascar, watch him blast off That's a fast car, I hop out Jaguar [Hook/Chorus – Kodak Black] Too much money out here Too much money out here to be hating on you Peep when Ion speak, I see that s--t but I don't say none (yea) Come through with that ray gun Come through (x2) with that ray gun Too much money out here Too much money out here to be hating on you Peep when Ion speak, I see that s--t but I don't say none (yea) Come through with that ray gun Come through (x2) with that ray gun (?) [Verse 2 – Plies] (?) Y'all hating I'm at the cliff boy I already made the money They cave me the way I don't even know why you dissing for Everyone know I got 16 cars I don't even know why you tripping for You already know I'm f-----g your lady I don't even know why you hit me for I keep money all for my pocket Fake real clean I don't award nobody Why I keep the bag, I don't short nobody Pill kicked in I got Xan in my body I can buy a Bugatti now I swear I'm a savage lil n---a, you know I don't care I got so many clothes, don't know what I would wear I'm on the (?) Hoes f--k around like TMZ All white on me like CMG Everyday I'm living like PNB Got a Benz in the yard that's a AMG Pick a n---a b---h on INT Ball on your a-s like CP3 Everyday know me, don't need a ID You the police like CPD [Hook/Chorus – Kodak Black] Too much money out here Too much money out here to be hating on you Peep when Ion speak, I see that s--t but I don't say none (yea) Come through with that ray gun Come through (x2) with that ray gun Too much money out here Too much money out here to be hating on you Peep when Ion speak, I see that s--t but I don't say none (yea) Come through with that ray gun Come through (x2) with that ray gun (?)