Lil Berete, Headie One - Money Moves lyrics

Bricks this shit finna kill these nggas
Yeah you feel me man

We got diamonds in my watch
 every time I walk through, yeah
Maybe you won't dance
 better make that money move yeah
Had a quarter in my pants
But that money made you, girl
Money ain't a thang, baby
Hopping in the Range, yeah
Plenty different years, I was
Looking for them bands, yeah
Make em- make em pretty, ion
Really love that thang, girl
Pull up in a Porsche, and we
Left up in the Benz, yeah
When I hopped up out the Porsche, with
The gang and not no friends, yeah

I was in the trap house really
Tryna make me a mill no philly
Now I'm live in the radio, I
Can't even answer the lizzy
I'll still do drillings
I ain't gotta say who's been scoring these
Points you can even ask siri (turn)
S-line whip, I love false dingers
My young boy still do it on drillies
Bad Bs come to the nizz
We don't want none of that love from Kiki
(told me turn, ayy)
Bomb uptown with a pocket rocket
All plat' play freaky (told me turn)
Summertime still looking like it's
Freezing and all
Of this ice looking like it's leaking (one)
Turn 10 and the fiends still fiending
And the lease still decent

We got diamonds in my watch
Every time I walk through, yeah
Maybe you won't dance
Better make that money move yeah
Had a quarter in my pants
But that money made you, girl
Money ain't a thang, baby
Hopping in the Range, yeah
Plenty different years, I was
Looking for them bands, yeah
Make em- make em pretty, ion
Really love that thang, girl
Pull up in a Porsche, and we
Left up in the Benz, yeah
When I hopped up out the Porsche, with
The gang and not no friends, yeah

I can't trust nobody
I can't even trust my friends
All my homies locked up
I ain't talking bout no fence
Balling like I'm Jordan and these
Haters on the bench
Baddies in my car, switching lanes
Your shit rented coolin' with your ho
Friday night I'm watching Netflix
Money come and go
Run it up and I'ma spend it
I was tryna hit the stain, baby
I feel like the man, yeah
Remember I was broke, running to the
Bank, I ain't had no change, yeah

We got diamonds in my watch
Every time I walk through, yeah
Maybe you won't dance
Better make that money move yeah
Had a quarter in my pants
But that money made you, girl
Money ain't a thang, baby
Hopping in the Range, yeah
Plenty different years, I was
Looking for them bands, yeah
Make em- make em pretty, ion
Really love that thang, girl
Pull up in a Porsche, and we
Left up in the Benz, yeah
When I hopped up out the Porsche, with
The gang and not no friends, yeah