Money Video (MV)

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They ask me how I'm getting all this money
Say I won the lottery but you ain't that lucky
Get from round you ain't getting nothing from me
You dingy, and your clothes looking bummy
Money my safe money by weight
So much money got the strippers a rake
Always get money like Zion the paint
Money so much I can't even act like it's fake
I can't do it if that shit don't make no cents
I set the wave and they rode my current
I had to make rent so I chopped up the bricks
Money like this came from more than a lick
Home and away got an inversable stick
Richard Millie money what's making me tick
Net is too big I'm worth more than the knicks
When you got it like this you can be a prick
Swear Ben frank my only best friend
Two K off the last backend
Know who I am get paid to attend
Had to ask her much for her and her friend
On bro my safe is filled to the brim
Money so easy swear this just a sim
Finna get em started on my in home gym
Stand on my money and I'm touching the rim
I only shoot I don't drop dimes
You really drunk if you think these stones is Rhine
Money adjacent I'm too rad to cosine
Money can't fit do I need to remind
I only use green and I went out of the lines
I filled up the bank but I ain't have to grind
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Dollars rupees pounds pesos
Wons francs yens Euros
Ask me how I'm getting all this dinero
Mi amigo favorito es el banquero
Making deposits even when the bank closed
Cease my existence if I ever buy fake clothes
I wake up then I go get currency
They broke cause they ain't got the urgency
I'm rich can't believe you ain't heard of me
Ruth Chris this evening oh most certainly
Money my life I feel like a stock broker
Dropping a wire on a Cuban link choker
Love getting hate giving going bipolar
I'm more of an owner not much of a donor
Like twenty one I need me bout eight
Money is fact and there ain't no debate
Get out of my dms don't owe you rebates
Comparing net worths we do not equate
Hate all you want but I'm getting this capital
Don't want a prenup then we are incompatible
The fact you think I'm that dumb is almost laughable
Getting Money for fun I'm business casual
How much money you fit in that bag
Mr young roqit I go anywhere fast
Eat sleep and acquire this cash
Money block but I'm still getting passed
Accounts on accounts and I still got some stash
Only way I lose it is if I spend it on flash
I stick my money in bags for the trash
I get all my cash then I'm doing the dash
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