Money Man Perry - Money Man

Lil' mama got body, lil' mama got smarts

I took her home and I ripped her apart

Stole a hotbox and I sold it for parts

Already rich, I’ma trap for the art

Already high, I just smoke for the taste

Ain’t got no L’s, I took 12 on a chase

30K CPN, it came from Chase (WindyGotHits)

I swear you won’t believe how much I made (Moreno on the beat, boy)

Ain’t tryna go broke, so I gotta save

Chevron plastic, I swipe for a chain

Then got a BP card and did the same

Rooms To Go credit, I got a free sofa

Then got a lil' bitch and she bent it over

Can’t let you play me, I’m not a controller

All of these flavors, I’m plugged like a modem

She on my dick, got these hoes on my scrotum

I’m on these Runtz and this shit is so potent

Burnin' on Oreos, no, not the cookies

But I just bust down a bale, it was Cookies

I’m eating lunch with your bitch, playing footsie

Thousand-pound load, man, that shit was a doozy

Citrus OG, man, this shit tastin' fruity

She left her boyfriend, she said he a goofy

Money Man Perry, my life is a movie

Money Man Perry, my life is a movie

My girl booty juicy, my soldiers salutin'

This OG is fruity, this weed is a hybrid

This car don’t need gas, so this car is a hybrid

Lost some partners to violence, that shit had me cryin'

I be always recordin', so I ain’t got time

Had to turn that bitch down 'cause I know her intentions

That 4×4 truck with the big boy extension

The ESV Escalade, that shit extended

My money be tall, man, that shit ain’t no midget

My bitch pussy water, she fuck me exquisite

I pull in Teslas, I pull up in Fiskers

I run up that money, I run up them digits

If you not a real one, then you look suspicious

She swallow my semen, she say it nutritious

I’m tryna get rich, so I hustle relentless

Yeah

I sold weed at my school, I ain’t care 'bout no physics, yeah

Yeah

I got hoes from the past textin', «Tysen, I miss you»

Yeah

I got friends I grew up with and now they got issues, yeah

I gotta let this motherfucker breathe

I can keep going, but bring that motherfuckin' hook in, yeah

Lil' mama got body, lil' mama got smarts

I took her home and I ripped her apart

Stole a hotbox and I sold it for parts

Already rich, I’ma trap for the art

Already high, I just smoke for the taste

Ain’t got no L’s, I took 12 on a chase

30K CPN, it came from Chase

I swear you won’t believe how much I made

Ain’t tryna go broke, so I gotta save

Chevron plastic, I swipe for a chain

Then got a BP card and did the same

Rooms To Go credit, I got a free sofa

Then got a lil' bitch and she bent it over

Can’t let you play me, I’m not a controller

All of these flavors, I’m plugged like a modem

She on my dick, got these hoes on my scrotum

I’m on these Runtz and this shit is so potent

Burnin' on Oreos, no, not the cookies

But I just bust down a bale, it was Cookies

I’m eating lunch with your bitch, playing footsie

Thousand-pound load, man, that shit was a doozy

Citrus OG, man, this shit tastin' fruity

She left her boyfriend, she said he a goofy

Money Man Perry, my life is a movie