Bliteindian - Money Lyrics

Look, all I want is cash
He just wanna feel
All on this to see if it's real
Let him check, he head over heels
In love wit me, all I want is the M's
Heartless bitch
And I'm real trill
I don't ever cook cause I am his meal
I put it in his mouth I feel his grills
Im boutta be a star so he thrilled for a thrill
Woo!

I just want a check
Don't want nothin less
Cc on my neck
I need more than that
Give me a Birkin bag
Filled with all the cash (Money)
Fill the bag up to the max (Money)
Yeah Imma need all of that (Money)
The best thing I eva had (Money)
I love bands not you
It's money over you
I love bands not you
I don't love no dudes (Nah)
One thing about cash
It'll stay where it's at, won't leave me for a whore
We ain't gotta last, just give me that cash
Then I'm out of that door
I love bands not you
It's money over you
I love bands not you
It's money over you

M.O.Y
Til I die
I'm his wife
He my type
He so fine
Unlike guys
Treat me right
I'm like why
Niggas lie
All the time
Said he mine
But he lied
I might cry
Just kiddin
Heartless bitch, got no feelings
Niggas can't keep ahold a me
Cause this money be controlling me
All these hunnits, they consoling me
Just want hunnits overflowing me
Gotta be real just to roll with me
Can't even let a fake bitch roll my weed (Ha)

I just want a check
Don't want nothin less
Cc on my neck
I need more than that
Give me a Birkin bag
Filled with all the cash (Money)
Fill the bag up to the max (Money)
Yeah Ima need all of that (Money)
The best thing I ever had (Money)
I love bands not you
It's money over you
I love bands not you
I don't love no dudes (Nah)
One thing about cash
It'll stay where it's at, won't leave me for a whore
We ain gotta last, jus give me that cash
Then I'm out of that door
I love bands not you
It's money over you
I love bands not you
It's money over you
It's Bliteindian