Gunna, Nechie - Money Talking lyrics

Sergio Giavanni Kitchens [College Park, Georgia. USA.]

[Gunna, Nechie - Money Talking lyrics]

Hear that money talkin'
I'm in designer walkin'
I put that money all in
Stack the money by the ten
Forty thousand for the lens
From a bucket to a Benz
Nigga know I came to win
I hear that money talkin'
Hear that money callin', I'm in the mall
I'm ballin' i gotta keep the carbon
I ain't tryna bargain
I cop the drop-top six
I'm in the top cockpit

Spit this shit up out the door
Niggas know I keep the tone
I can do it all alone
Had to do it for my home
Niggas 'till I'm movin' on
Got some money on the phone
Got them shows on my own
Fifty-seven for the shows
Puttin' rappers on they toes 'cause
They know I ain't tote
I can never break the code
I will never ever fold
This some shit I woulda hoped
And then pulled up in a Rolls
Everybody used to kick doors
'Till I pulled up on copy road
And seen a spot full of yams
I sold my first car and got a half
A bag and started breakin' down grams
Now I'm textin' Uncle Sam
But the fucker started scammin'
Now I'm hoppin' on the 'Gram
Me and Nechie in a Lamb'
Had to show 'em who I am
Had to show 'em who I was
Had to show 'em what I want
Rockstar with a bunch
Niggas do it for the front
'cept you should do it for the ones
Tryna hit like Barry Bonds
Make a million every month

Hear that money talkin'
I'm in designer walkin'
I put that money all in
Stack the money by the ten
Forty thousand for the lens
From a bucket to a Benz
Nigga know I came to win
I hear that money talkin'
Hear that money callin', I'm in the mall
I'm ballin' i gotta keep the carbon
I ain't tryna bargain
I cop the drop-top six
I'm in the top cockpit

Every time you see I poke my chest out
And my life been lookin' good
But I been stressed out
For them niggas who talkin' big
You know they chests out
Why the fuck you buy a vest?
You want yo' head clocked
And when that money talk we cappin' out
What we live now
Killin' everythin' but the kids now
That how it is now i used to be broke
I walk around with a ten now
Ready to just spend on anythin'
That I feel now
Through these chrome heart lenses
I see it all, yeah
I see the hate, I see the
Fake, I see the flawed, yeah
Fuck it we gon' ball, yeah, Stevie Wonder
See we gettin' cake, we gettin' it all
Yeah
And we ain't playin' with these hoes 'cause
We don't hear them all yeah
Never fall, I stand tall on it, shit
I just hit the light and cashed out on
I bought a Mulsanne, and a new chain
You niggas too lame
Kickin' flavor like I'm Lu
Kang from the south, but I ain't 2 Chainz

Hear that money talkin'
I'm in designer walkin'
I put that money all in
Stack the money by the ten
Forty thousand for the lens
From a bucket to a Benz
Nigga know I came to win
I hear that money talkin'
Hear that money callin', I'm in the mall
I'm ballin' i gotta keep the carbon
I ain't tryna bargain
I cop the drop-top six
I'm in the top cockpit

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