Gunna, Young Thug - Money lyrics

(Wheezy beats) ayy
I, I don't really care nothin' about no, no
Hoes or–or, or no more fuckin' clothes
My nigga i'm, I'm in it for this cash

Yeah, I'm in love with the money
I done came up from nothin'
You can't ball on a budget
How you hate it and love it?
Oh yeah, it's all or nothin'
No discussion, yeah
Hope you countin' your money
I can see that you buzzin'
Used to trap in the dungeon
Yeah, oh, I just want all the hundreds
I can feed all my partners
Money solve all my problems, mm

Yeah, yeah money solve all my problems, mm
Mm, yeah, yeah
Yeah, money solve all my problems, mm

Ayy, you niggas ain't kin to me
I just see frienеmies we just was in busy B
This hot, you can feel the hеat
Like my block in the middle of the week
VVS's, they cool as this beat
I been rockin' some new double G's
Tell the lil' bitch pardon me
Nigga wild like a wallaby
I been servin' these collard greens
Wraith 'fore I bought it
They gon' charge me a bargain fee
Hoppin' out, I forgot the key
Ain't no stoppin' the currency
Money solve all my problems

Yeah, I'm in love with the money
I done came up from nothin'
You can't ball on a budget
How you hate it or love it?
Oh yeah, it's all or nothin'
No discussion, yeah
Hope you countin' your money
I can see that you buzzin'
Used to trap in the dungeon
Yeah, oh, I just want all the hundreds
I can feed all my partners
Money solve all my problems, mm

Adderall matchin' the shirt
Percocet matchin' the belt buckle
Molly syrup match the shoes
Same color shoes on the coupe
Pop off, I shoot out the roof
New Bentley, big body upgrade it, new
Jumped off of penthouses
I know you see me watchin' on you, ooh
I don't plan on puttin' nothin'
In front of my bros gotta kiss the floor
Pinstripe with the Gucci swag, uh
Long Jag' I'ma get in my bag, uh
Couple big booty bitches tryna draw my clans
Uh draw down with the fire
Then ambulance your man, uh
I was doin' my own thing, they ain't, uh
Paid a hundred bands, we can match
Front end, come back and collect
Hit from the back, grip the TEC
Two-thousand-twelve I was lit
Filled up my closet with nicks
I had pootang reppin' this
I got some stain in the Six
I suwu my trucks on a bitch
Switch my lingo, go up on a bitch
Fuckin' hands up on a bitch
I'ma fuck and make love on a bitch
You stepped out the club, you a bitch
Abandoned my love on this bitch
Ain't goin' inside the club with this bitch
Nah, yeah

Yeah, I'm in love with the money
I done came up from nothin'
You can't ball on a budget
How you hate it or love it?
Oh yeah, it's all or nothin'
No discussion, yeah
Hope you countin' your money
I can see that you buzzin'
Used to trap in the dungeon
Yeah, oh, I just want all the hundreds
I can feed all my partners
Money solve all my problems, mm