CHASETHEMONEY, Beep Collins, Gunna - My Word lyrics

ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney

That's the sauce, four ounce
I'mma pour this shit out, uh, yeah
That's my word, uh
Get it to work, hop in the whip and skrrt out
Yeah, uh, popped two perkies then get lost
Fucking up the climate with the exhuast
Now, woah, that's my word, uh
Get it to work, hop in the whip and skrrt out
Yeah, woah

Not too many like me
Bitches on my dick, you can check their IG
Your ho so legit, but she can't be my wife
I put the lean on ice
I put the perc in the Sprite
We going up, we going up
We going up with the ride in the fast car
Treat the bitch like a Nascar
Racking Gucci and Goyard
Playing bitches like basketball
Ride with the team like Don'tai, oh
Fuck with the gang, you bound to fall
I'm with the lean and percs and all
We talk about money, we stand it up

That's the sauce, four ounce
I'mma pour this shit out, uh, yeah
That's my word, uh
Get it to work, hop in the whip and skrrt out
Yeah, uh, popped two perkies then get lost
Fucking up the climate with the exhuast
Now, woah, that's my word, uh
Get it to work, hop in the whip and skrrt out
(Skrrt, yeah, woah)

I skrrt'ed out (Skrrt'ed out)
Fuck all the clout
A nigga get popped for word of mouth
(Word of mouth) i let your girl, her sister
Her momma come clean up the house
(Come clean up the house)
60 fit in the penthouse
Sleep they gon' sleep on the mountain
(Sleep on the mountain)
I gotta cover my fingers and now
The machine gotta count it (Count it)
Hop in the two door Audi (Audi)
Bangers like Bobby and Rowdy (Rowdy)
All of your diamonds are clouty (Clouty)
I got some family attire (Attire)
Play with that money (Play with that money)
I heard you down like a bounty (Huh)
A lot of blue hunnids (A lot of blue hunnids)
I know a plug with attire (Plug)
Fendi garments, your ho want it
Ain't got no stylist
Only foreigns, and my keys, they all wireless
(Wireless) she say she boring
But I be thinking her life wildin' (Wildin')
They see me coming (Coming)
When I landed it was private (Private)
I wear Louis V so I feel godly (Godly)
Ice all on my wrist and they gon'
Hope I don't catch a body (A body)
Drip on me, my boss'll be Versace (Versace)
Young ho not so saucy, Teriyaki

That's the sauce, four ounce
I'mma pour this shit out, uh, yeah
That's my word, uh
Get it to work, hop in the whip and skrrt out
Yeah, uh, popped two perkies then get lost
Fucking up the climate with the exhuast
Now, woah, that's my word, uh
Get it to work, hop in the whip and skrrt out
Yeah, woah