Money Season
These hoes coming in every minute
Six figures now they tryna visit
Back then they ain't wanna listen
Now they hit me up talking explicit
Yeah I'm sorry shorty ion miss it
I got some bigger things in my vision
Ian talking bout making a million
I'm talking bout moving my fam out the trenches
I'm in my bag this summer
Ain't no looking back this summer
You know how we winning
I'm finna brag this summer
I ran up my racks this summer
My bank account sprinting
Now shorty so mad this summer
And she on her ass this summer
She's mad Ian tripping
My money gon stack this summer
My racks make me sag this summer
This just the beginning
I got some big dreams
With some big schemes
Baby Ian selfish
But I do selfish things
I put money first
Like it's wedding ringed
It's the only thing in my amiri jeans
Copped a 4x4
Paid it full in cash
Only 2 weeks in
Shorty moving too fast
You won't get picked first
Definitely not last
Needa know your place
Because I don't know why you gassed
First I was chasing
But I guess you got tagged
Cause lately ion give a f*ck
And you been on my ass
Sorry you're too late
Tryna change up how you act
Cause now I moved on
And I left you in my past
I been in my bag Ian talking bout a jansport
Loui duffle private jets this is how I transport
Ian finna buy you shit
That's what you gotta man for
Tryna buy a birkin bitch you needa pay the landlord
I'm still Trapping with a broken ass heart I been tripping bouta bitch
Got a broken ass arm so I went and iced my wrist
Tryna tell me you the one baby you don't do shit
I don't wanna hold your hand I rather hold a couple bricks
Got these diamonds on my chain shawty love the way they gliss
Back and forth arguing and she keep on getting pissed
I been Feeling like I'm curry how I'm shooting out the gym
Lately i been in my bag so I really wont miss
Baby it's the money season
Ima hit it once I'm leaving
Big body Benz I'm speeding
Can't cuff a thot cuz they treeshing
I fell in love with the act in my cup
Slide to the function I'm turning it up
I disappeared for a couple of months
And now I popped out all these bitches tryna f*ck
I lost a couple of bands I'm still chasing these racks
Put your all in them streets you ain't getting nun back
Tried to give her my love but that bitch moving wack
Tryna tell me she love me I know it's a trap
Don't know why she up 3 am and she calling me
She say she miss me and gave an apology
She want a facial don't mean cosmetology
Might be a setup keep blicks don't move wrong w me
These hoes coming in every minute
Six figures now they tryna visit
Back then they ain't wanna listen
Now they hit me up talking explicit
Yeah I'm sorry shorty ion miss it
I got some bigger things in my vision
Ian talking bout making a million
I'm talking bout moving my fam out the trenches
I'm in my bag this summer
Ain't no looking back this summer
You know how we winning
I'm finna brag this summer
I ran up my racks this summer
My bank account sprinting
Now shorty so mad this summer
And she on her ass this summer
She's mad Ian tripping
My money gon stack this summer
My racks make me sag this summer
This just the beginning
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Money Season
These hoes coming in every minute
Six figures now they tryna visit
Back then they ain't wanna listen
Now they hit me up talking explicit
Yeah I'm sorry shorty ion miss it
I got some bigger things in my vision
Ian talking bout making a million
I'm talking bout moving my fam out the trenches
I'm in my bag this summer
Ain't no looking back this summer
You know how we winning
I'm finna brag this summer
I ran up my racks this summer
My bank account sprinting
Now shorty so mad this summer
And she on her ass this summer
She's mad Ian tripping
My money gon stack this summer
My racks make me sag this summer
This just the beginning
I got some big dreams
With some big schemes
Baby Ian selfish
But I do selfish things
I put money first
Like it's wedding ringed
It's the only thing in my amiri jeans
Copped a 4x4
Paid it full in cash
Only 2 weeks in
Shorty moving too fast
You won't get picked first
Definitely not last
Needa know your place
Because I don't know why you gassed
First I was chasing
But I guess you got tagged
Cause lately ion give a f*ck
And you been on my ass
Sorry you're too late
Tryna change up how you act
Cause now I moved on
And I left you in my past
I been in my bag Ian talking bout a jansport
Loui duffle private jets this is how I transport
Ian finna buy you shit
That's what you gotta man for
Tryna buy a birkin bitch you needa pay the landlord
I'm still Trapping with a broken ass heart I been tripping bouta bitch
Got a broken ass arm so I went and iced my wrist
Tryna tell me you the one baby you don't do shit
I don't wanna hold your hand I rather hold a couple bricks
Got these diamonds on my chain shawty love the way they gliss
Back and forth arguing and she keep on getting pissed
I been Feeling like I'm curry how I'm shooting out the gym
Lately i been in my bag so I really wont miss
Baby it's the money season
Ima hit it once I'm leaving
Big body Benz I'm speeding
Can't cuff a thot cuz they treeshing
I fell in love with the act in my cup
Slide to the function I'm turning it up
I disappeared for a couple of months
And now I popped out all these bitches tryna f*ck
I lost a couple of bands I'm still chasing these racks
Put your all in them streets you ain't getting nun back
Tried to give her my love but that bitch moving wack
Tryna tell me she love me I know it's a trap
Don't know why she up 3 am and she calling me
She say she miss me and gave an apology
She want a facial don't mean cosmetology
Might be a setup keep blicks don't move wrong w me
These hoes coming in every minute
Six figures now they tryna visit
Back then they ain't wanna listen
Now they hit me up talking explicit
Yeah I'm sorry shorty ion miss it
I got some bigger things in my vision
Ian talking bout making a million
I'm talking bout moving my fam out the trenches
I'm in my bag this summer
Ain't no looking back this summer
You know how we winning
I'm finna brag this summer
I ran up my racks this summer
My bank account sprinting
Now shorty so mad this summer
And she on her ass this summer
She's mad Ian tripping
My money gon stack this summer
My racks make me sag this summer
This just the beginning
These hoes coming in every minute
Six figures now they tryna visit
Back then they ain't wanna listen
Now they hit me up talking explicit
Yeah I'm sorry shorty ion miss it
I got some bigger things in my vision
Ian talking bout making a million
I'm talking bout moving my fam out the trenches
I'm in my bag this summer
Ain't no looking back this summer
You know how we winning
I'm finna brag this summer
I ran up my racks this summer
My bank account sprinting
Now shorty so mad this summer
And she on her ass this summer
She's mad Ian tripping
My money gon stack this summer
My racks make me sag this summer
This just the beginning
I got some big dreams
With some big schemes
Baby Ian selfish
But I do selfish things
I put money first
Like it's wedding ringed
It's the only thing in my amiri jeans
Copped a 4x4
Paid it full in cash
Only 2 weeks in
Shorty moving too fast
You won't get picked first
Definitely not last
Needa know your place
Because I don't know why you gassed
First I was chasing
But I guess you got tagged
Cause lately ion give a f*ck
And you been on my ass
Sorry you're too late
Tryna change up how you act
Cause now I moved on
And I left you in my past
I been in my bag Ian talking bout a jansport
Loui duffle private jets this is how I transport
Ian finna buy you shit
That's what you gotta man for
Tryna buy a birkin bitch you needa pay the landlord
I'm still Trapping with a broken ass heart I been tripping bouta bitch
Got a broken ass arm so I went and iced my wrist
Tryna tell me you the one baby you don't do shit
I don't wanna hold your hand I rather hold a couple bricks
Got these diamonds on my chain shawty love the way they gliss
Back and forth arguing and she keep on getting pissed
I been Feeling like I'm curry how I'm shooting out the gym
Lately i been in my bag so I really wont miss
Baby it's the money season
Ima hit it once I'm leaving
Big body Benz I'm speeding
Can't cuff a thot cuz they treeshing
I fell in love with the act in my cup
Slide to the function I'm turning it up
I disappeared for a couple of months
And now I popped out all these bitches tryna f*ck
I lost a couple of bands I'm still chasing these racks
Put your all in them streets you ain't getting nun back
Tried to give her my love but that bitch moving wack
Tryna tell me she love me I know it's a trap
Don't know why she up 3 am and she calling me
She say she miss me and gave an apology
She want a facial don't mean cosmetology
Might be a setup keep blicks don't move wrong w me
These hoes coming in every minute
Six figures now they tryna visit
Back then they ain't wanna listen
Now they hit me up talking explicit
Yeah I'm sorry shorty ion miss it
I got some bigger things in my vision
Ian talking bout making a million
I'm talking bout moving my fam out the trenches
I'm in my bag this summer
Ain't no looking back this summer
You know how we winning
I'm finna brag this summer
I ran up my racks this summer
My bank account sprinting
Now shorty so mad this summer
And she on her ass this summer
She's mad Ian tripping
My money gon stack this summer
My racks make me sag this summer
This just the beginning
Writer: Hector Vargas Martinez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid