Bout My Money (feat. Jeremih & Turf Talk)

Rick Rock beats

Fetti focused, I'm focused on my fetti, mayne (Fetti, mayne)

I don't think these suckers really understand (Understand)
There's enough money out there for all of us to have (To have)
But suckers don't wanna see other brothers get cash (Get cash)
I'm from the mud, Halloween mask and surgical gloves
Where it's more hate than love (Love)
, Where clients plot on they plug
Turn on they flesh and blood (Blood), do 'em dirty just like a rug
Hard looks and mugs (Mugs), bananas and grudge (Grudge)

5.56S and .50-caliber slugs (Slugs)
Half of these bitches'll get you killed at the clubs (Clubs)
Two dice for push-ups or you can pay me in bud (Bud)

Or some booger sugar, bet I get it off, I'm a thug (Thug)
She got a big butt (Big butt), some high heels (High heels)
I pull up in a house (House) on wheels (On wheels)
I got a couple zaps of some good kill (Good kill)
She like the way I rap, she know that I'm for real (I'm for real)
BIATCH!

'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)

I got a pocket full (Full), I'm a
Taurus, you can't stop the bull (Bull)
Whenever I spit my game (Game)
I make a whole lot then spend that change (Spend it)
And even if you make more (More)
You can't knock bitches like Playboy $hort ($hort)

I keep pourin' shots, I keep these whores hot

So bring me two more bottles
Got the finest women, but I don't fuck no models (No models)
Bad girls are what I prefer
She take your shit, there's no stoppin' her (No stoppin')
Aggressive women that swing both ways
And throwin' panties on the stage
I put this dick in her mouth, she ain't resist
Didn't pay her, so it can't be this (BIATCH!)

'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)

Step, step in the club, throwin' paper today
Now I'm cuttin' your girl, call it papier-mâché
Head down, no-nothin' to say
Everything she want but a kiss on her face (Kiss on her face)
Fifth of that Henny, got me sippin' and trippin'
Yeah, I ordered that pussy, then she came here to live it
Damn right, I'ma charge her 'cause she ride it, Miami (Ride it, Miami)
Actin' a fool, so I gave her a Emmy (Ooh)

My lingo produce payroll (Payroll)
Yeah, that Benz that I drive all paid for

Yeah, it's all good, everything Gucci now (Gucci now)
But it came a long way from them hand-me-downs (Hand-me-downs)
Yeah, it's all good, steak every other night (Other night)
But it came a long way from that beans and rice (Beans and rice)
Bitches pay us, they support us

Broke hoes holla but they can't afford us ('Ford us)
I'm colorblind, so I two-toned it (Two-toned)
And I can stretch out, it got no roof on it (Roof on it)
We don't love hoes, knock a bitch down (Bitch down)
Push her face to the glass like Chris Brown (Yeah)
Take a picture, bitch, Polaroid (Polaroid)
They juiced up, my pockets on steroids (Grr)
I know some niggas that'll kill, dawg (Kill, dawg)

For the dollar-dollar bill, y'all (BIATCH!)

'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money, 'bout my money
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)
'Bout my money (Huh?), 'bout my money (What?)

Step, step in the club, throwin' paper today
Now I'm cuttin' your girl, call it papier-mâché
Head down, no-nothin' to say
Everything she want but a kiss on her face (Kiss on her face)
Fifth of that Henny, got me sippin' and trippin'
Yeah, I ordered that pussy, then she came here to live it
Damn right, I'ma charge her 'cause she ride it, Miami (Ride it, Miami)
Actin' a fool, so I gave her a Emmy (Ooh)

Throw it, throw it, you know the sound (Tell 'em)
If you broke or you a sucker, then that shit we don't allow (Hah)
Who's the baddest of the bitches out
There somewhere in the crowd? (Hah)
And if she got it how I want it, then I put my money down (Now)
Down, down, I put my money down (Yeah)
Down, down, I put my money down (Ooh)
Down, down, if she bad, it's a stamp (Yeah)
If she got it and I want it, then I put my money down, bitch (BIATCH!)