Young☥Mummy - Money Bag$ lyrics

[Intro: Young Mummy] Yeah, yeah Money, money, money [Verse 1: Young Mummy] No more club going I'm saving cash (saving that cash) n***as working on the grind to heighten up my stash (stashing) Young kid still tryna grow a stash Yeah, take your girl in a flash Swimming on my dick, no fish stick (fishing) Smile for me cheese-cheddar bay biscuit Ain't nobody f**ing with this clique (Ain't nobody f**ing with the clique) Day and night on our pimp sh** Day and night on this pimp sh** (24/7) I got granite, no limp dick Tear the p**y up call it ripstick You dipsticks can't touch me Your girlfriend want to f** me Put hearts eyes under my pictures She love me, but I am not cuffing (We ain't cuffing these hoes) No, no, married to the money Swear this n***a put a ring on it I will be who I be, but I swear to you no sting on it [ Hook: Young Mummy] f** a ho, f** a rival Everybody turnt upon my arrival We gone stack this cash (We ain't doing nothing but stacking cash) Show off these money bags Money bags No popping tags Just money bags, just money bags [Verse 2: Young Mummy] Grind n***a, my time n***a To shine n***a, get mine n***a Take over quick six seconds, call it Vine n***a And I haven't reached my prime n***a (Optimus) I haven't even reached my prime n***a I don't need batteries, this money game my energizer Roll through the night, no Eliezer King of the present but I didn't surprise her k** that p**y, that's a non-survivor This dick, I'm the provider I'm the provider Bars n***a, no Mars n***a I want flashy sh**, talking cars n***a See me in those stars n***a Hungover me slept on those bars n***a Roll up in the Aston, everybody looking Two years later rich off the shows I'm booking [Hook] Outro Yeah No popping tags Prez on the beat n***a Young Mummy round here Thick Crust, homie Lil Buckz We in this b**h Straight up, Zone 6 Turn up, turn up, turn up f** a ho, f** a rival And we gone stack this cash Money bags Money Money bag HA!