Talk money
I keep it on me
I walk funny
I'm with the scammers trappers and robbers
Nigga we getting all money
I see you throwing tantrums what is the problem nigga
Trust me you want nothing
Speed off in a Porsche I push the sport button
Ballin off the court I might just score a hunnit
Niggas don't want no smoke with me
These niggas some jokes to me
Off the face get you booked
All my friends crooks I could get you poked for free
They going off my looks
I got these bitches shook everywhere they notice me
They tell me that I'm everything that a real nigga is supposed to be
Plus all I know Is that fly shit
Everyday I feel like a pilot
But I don't want a thot
Bitches be chopped
They be having way 2 much mileage
I Only want the top
I heard you know a lot
So Show me what you learned In college
We getting cheese cottage
Gang prolly seen a mill off narcotics
Can't flex on me I'm brolic
If I give the green light can't stop it
They on ya knoggin
Fucc all that nonsense
My shooter cold he ain't got a conscious
Pistol packer like he from Wisconsin
Catch you lacking and the rest closed content
Bombing
Osama
Still gotta move like Obama
Trust me you don't want that drama
And if you do
Then you know where to find us
Not the desert but you know we got llamas
Sand color tan made us commas
Bands in rubber bands on my mama
Damn I'm the man just like my papa
From tuna out the can to eating lobster
Watch how I level up on em
Only that money excite me if ain't bout money most likely it's boring
I need a checc just like nike
I'm catching tds like I'm out here scoring
And I took some plates across the state i might hit your city I'm touring
And I gotta watch whatever I say cause I know these Niggas informants
Talk money
I keep it on me
I walk funny
I'm with the scammers trappers and robbers
Nigga we getting all money
I see you throwing tantrums what is the problem nigga
Trust me you want nothing
Speed off in a Porsche I push the sport button
Ballin off the court I might just score a hunnit
Niggas don't want no smoke with me
These niggas some jokes to me
Off the face get you booked
All my friends crooks I could get you poked for free
They going off my looks
I got these bitches shook everywhere they notice me
They tell me that I'm everything that a real nigga is supposed to be
Red Carpet Rich - Talk Money Lyrics
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Talk money
I keep it on me
I walk funny
I'm with the scammers trappers and robbers
Nigga we getting all money
I see you throwing tantrums what is the problem nigga
Trust me you want nothing
Speed off in a Porsche I push the sport button
Ballin off the court I might just score a hunnit
Niggas don't want no smoke with me
These niggas some jokes to me
Off the face get you booked
All my friends crooks I could get you poked for free
They going off my looks
I got these bitches shook everywhere they notice me
They tell me that I'm everything that a real nigga is supposed to be
Plus all I know Is that fly shit
Everyday I feel like a pilot
But I don't want a thot
Bitches be chopped
They be having way 2 much mileage
I Only want the top
I heard you know a lot
So Show me what you learned In college
We getting cheese cottage
Gang prolly seen a mill off narcotics
Can't flex on me I'm brolic
If I give the green light can't stop it
They on ya knoggin
Fucc all that nonsense
My shooter cold he ain't got a conscious
Pistol packer like he from Wisconsin
Catch you lacking and the rest closed content
Bombing
Osama
Still gotta move like Obama
Trust me you don't want that drama
And if you do
Then you know where to find us
Not the desert but you know we got llamas
Sand color tan made us commas
Bands in rubber bands on my mama
Damn I'm the man just like my papa
From tuna out the can to eating lobster
Watch how I level up on em
Only that money excite me if ain't bout money most likely it's boring
I need a checc just like nike
I'm catching tds like I'm out here scoring
And I took some plates across the state i might hit your city I'm touring
And I gotta watch whatever I say cause I know these Niggas informants
Talk money
I keep it on me
I walk funny
I'm with the scammers trappers and robbers
Nigga we getting all money
I see you throwing tantrums what is the problem nigga
Trust me you want nothing
Speed off in a Porsche I push the sport button
Ballin off the court I might just score a hunnit
Niggas don't want no smoke with me
These niggas some jokes to me
Off the face get you booked
All my friends crooks I could get you poked for free
They going off my looks
I got these bitches shook everywhere they notice me
They tell me that I'm everything that a real nigga is supposed to be
I keep it on me
I walk funny
I'm with the scammers trappers and robbers
Nigga we getting all money
I see you throwing tantrums what is the problem nigga
Trust me you want nothing
Speed off in a Porsche I push the sport button
Ballin off the court I might just score a hunnit
Niggas don't want no smoke with me
These niggas some jokes to me
Off the face get you booked
All my friends crooks I could get you poked for free
They going off my looks
I got these bitches shook everywhere they notice me
They tell me that I'm everything that a real nigga is supposed to be
Plus all I know Is that fly shit
Everyday I feel like a pilot
But I don't want a thot
Bitches be chopped
They be having way 2 much mileage
I Only want the top
I heard you know a lot
So Show me what you learned In college
We getting cheese cottage
Gang prolly seen a mill off narcotics
Can't flex on me I'm brolic
If I give the green light can't stop it
They on ya knoggin
Fucc all that nonsense
My shooter cold he ain't got a conscious
Pistol packer like he from Wisconsin
Catch you lacking and the rest closed content
Bombing
Osama
Still gotta move like Obama
Trust me you don't want that drama
And if you do
Then you know where to find us
Not the desert but you know we got llamas
Sand color tan made us commas
Bands in rubber bands on my mama
Damn I'm the man just like my papa
From tuna out the can to eating lobster
Watch how I level up on em
Only that money excite me if ain't bout money most likely it's boring
I need a checc just like nike
I'm catching tds like I'm out here scoring
And I took some plates across the state i might hit your city I'm touring
And I gotta watch whatever I say cause I know these Niggas informants
Talk money
I keep it on me
I walk funny
I'm with the scammers trappers and robbers
Nigga we getting all money
I see you throwing tantrums what is the problem nigga
Trust me you want nothing
Speed off in a Porsche I push the sport button
Ballin off the court I might just score a hunnit
Niggas don't want no smoke with me
These niggas some jokes to me
Off the face get you booked
All my friends crooks I could get you poked for free
They going off my looks
I got these bitches shook everywhere they notice me
They tell me that I'm everything that a real nigga is supposed to be
Writer: Aundray Archer
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