Galore - Obn Jay, Money Man

Stackin' up guap like it’s art

Go hard, do it again tomorrow

Ruger Five-seveN when it’s war

Hoppin' out, presentation galore

I just like to treat my bitch, no time for extra shit

I been on a money trip

Bringin' that lettuce in

Took her shoppin', we just went to Saks

Told her hit the flavor and relax

I just wanna feel you throw it back

Shoppin' with the blick, it’s compact

I told JRoc to load them cutters up and go’n and spin

He asked me, «Money, when?»

Shout out OBN

You know me, I be the youngin on the money trip

Grown man shit, I gotta keep up with myself

I remember bein' mad sittin' up in a cell

But I shoot back, sittin' next to lifers who ain’t makin' bail

Moved from out my city, barely down there, I be outta town

AR clip extended for protection when I’m movin' 'round

Trippin' on you bitches, yeah, it’s up, lately, been droolin' down

Niggas steady hollerin' they up next, but shit, Lil Rocket now

I was broke inside my mama basement with no help

I’m just tryna see some better days, I want some wealth

Thuggin' with the gang, but really I’m good all by myself

I can’t switch up on my bros, it’s BC to the death

Stackin' up guap like it’s art

Go hard, do it again tomorrow

Ruger Five-seveN when it’s war

Hoppin' out, presentation galore

I just like to treat my bitch, no time for extra shit

I been on a money trip

Bringin' that lettuce in

In a foreign, I switched the VIN

Addicted to this money, that shit like my medicine

Havin' accounts and BINs

Got millions, that’s for my friends

Got sauce, it come with all the numbers and include the PIN

Sorry if I ever finessed you, I just wanted to win

Sorry if I ever stressed you, I ain’t really mean it

A whole mil' in all blues, she couldn’t even believe it

Goin' hard, coppin' sportscars

Takin' trips, we on shroom bars

Antisocial, I don’t talk to laws

Fat paper lookin' like Allah

Filipino droppin' off the load

Smash and then I send the bitch home

A hundred large from a fictitious loan

New strain in the air, partner grown

Sometimes I wanna be left alone

I just came and kept shit player

I count this check, a nigga gone