Amazon - Money Man

I’m whippin' the ship, my car extraterrestrial

Drop me a hit and then turn up a festival

My chick, she bad and confused, she bisexual

Stars in the Wraith got it looking celestial

Thick like a stallion, she ride like equestrian

My vibe is Black mixed with Arab and Mexican

Invested in futures, made millions from Amazon

R.I.P.

Nip, I be burning on Marathon

Don’t need a bat, but I hit her like Barry Bonds

My pockets straight, so I don’t need a title pawn

Grow my own veggies, my yard is like Callaway

Breaking down zaza, I’m selling ten pounds a day

Rest in peace to all my niggas who passed away

Internet jugging, I know this the faster way

Clientele coming, they driving from miles away

Told my plug hurry up, I need it right away

Hit her DM, «Can you come catch a flight today?»

Live to the fullest, I probably can die today

I got that drip like a motherfuckin' tidal wave

I’m a truth-seeker, so please do not lie to me

Hit from the back, I’ma fuck up her vertebrae

ATV, I’ma go ride on the dirt today

When we in bed, she gon' drip, she gon' squirt away

Bust me a jugg in the coupe and then skrrt away

Car push-to-start, I do not have to turn a key

If you kill me, they gon' wipe out your family tree

Finna take over, but I had to plan this shit

Put her through college, I got my own scholarship

Dropping these hits, but I don’t get acknowledgement

Dropping these gems, gotta put on my fellowship

Ain’t got no class or no motherfuckin' elegance

Damn, she so sexy, she pretty and delicate

I’m whippin' the ship, my car extraterrestrial

Drop me a hit and then turn up a festival

My chick, she bad and confused, she bisexual

Stars in the Wraith got it looking celestial

Thick like a stallion, she ride like equestrian

My vibe is Black mixed with Arab and Mexican

Invested in futures, made millions from Amazon

R.I.P.

Nip, I be burning on Marathon

Natural high, I do not have to medicate

Me and my Glock got a bond, we don’t separate

Financial money course, sit down and educate

Go do a drill on the opps and then celebrate

Go do a drill on the opps just to demonstrate

Ran up that bag, now my motherfuckin' mama straight

Disrespect something that I cannot tolerate

Country boy coming to shop way from out of state

We know you soft, nigga, quit all that acting tough

Knew you was broke 'cause your money ain’t adding up

I’m in the traphouse, I’m bagging some zaza up

Do what I want, nigga, I do not give a fuck

J Roc, he with me, we whipping a Bentley truck

COVID done hit, so these lil' niggas sick as fuck

Stacking all day, now my bank account big as fuck

Two different strains, I’ma motherfuckin' mix 'em up

I’m whippin' the ship, my car extraterrestrial

Drop me a hit and then turn up a festival

My chick, she bad and confused, she bisexual

Stars in the Wraith got it looking celestial

Thick like a stallion, she ride like equestrian

My vibe is Black mixed with Arab and Mexican

Invested in futures, made millions from Amazon

R.I.P.

Nip, I be burning on Marathon

Don’t need a bat, but I hit her like Barry Bonds

My pockets straight, so I don’t need a title pawn

Grow my own veggies, my yard is like Callaway

Breaking down zaza, I’m selling ten pounds a day

Rest in peace to all my niggas who passed away

Internet jugging, I know this the faster way

Clientele coming, they driving from miles away

Told my plug hurry up, I need it right away