Lyrics Money Talk - AsaphDaKing , McMilli
I
got
the
choppa
Pull
up
on
you
and
I
rob
you
100k
just
for
the
Balenciaga
And
I'm
just
rockin
Margiela,
yeah
Pull
up
on
her
and
slay
her,
yeah
I
got
money,
Rockefeller,
yeah
Fuck
with
me
and
I
might
kill
you,
yeah
Dancing
on
ya
like
it's
"Thriller",
yeah
And
all
the
ice
got
me
chiller,
yeah
I
got
the
bank
With
my
homies
smokin'
dank
That
bitch
has
gotta
be
stank
Other
bitch
riding
my
sack
Fuck
with
me
you
get
the
Mac
Sorry
I
don't
mean
to
brag
But
I'm
just
strong
like
a
stag
I'm
just
loadin'
up
my
mag
Cuz
I'm
just
gettin
this
bag
My
dick
is
makin'
her
gag
Look
at
you,
you
is
a
fag,
yuh
I
got
the
money,
yeah
I
just
got
lucky,
yeah
You
just
got
nothing,
yeah
You
is
disgusting,
yeah
Got
yo'
bitch
and
she's
just
blushing,
yeah
Guess
that's
just
who
I'm
just
fucking,
yeah
Pull
up
on
you
and
I'm
stunting,
yeah
You's
a
little
bitch
uh,
yeah
So
I
took
your
bitch
I
got
yo'
bitch
then
I
cut
it
off,
aye
I
got
you
mad
now
you
super
salt,
aye
Your
favorite
rapper,
yeah
he
fell
off,
aye
I'm
an
elite
while
you
a
default,
aye
Don't
talk
to
me
'less
it's
money
talk,
aye
Don't
talk
to
me
'less
it's
money
talk,
aye
Don't
talk
to
me
'less
it's
money
talk,
aye
Run
around
near
me
you
gon'
get
caught,
aye
I
know
that
girl,
heard
she
like
dirty
talk
They
spreading
fake
rumors,
know
we
got
drip
when
we
walk
You
think
I'm
dissing
you,
it
ain't
my
fault
We
on
the
Main
Street
you
on
the
sidewalk
If
that
ain't
enough
I
got
drip
on
my
car
You
trynna
battle
nigga
we
can
spar
Nobody
topping
me
I'm
the
best
by
far
It's
simple
enough
I
am
like
a
big
star
I
got
the
cash
yeah
these
bitches
keep
flocking
Rolling
in
dough
and
the
money
keep
talking
Dripped
in
the
water
like
Jesus
I'm
walking
Pull
up
with
you
now
we
boutta
go
shoppin'
Got
all
of
this
cash,
like
bitch
what
we
coppin'
We
playing
Blackout,
like
bitch
where
we
droppin'?
Won't
even
pull
out,
like
bitch
we
ain't
stoppin'
No
caller
ID,
won't
know
when
I'm
callin'
Suck
me
off
first,
I'm
one
of
her
toppings
Family
Guy,
enjoy
what
I'm
watchin'
Got
a
new
bat,
it's
gon'
meet
your
noggin'
I
am
the
shit,
and
I
keep
on
cloggin'
Saw
your
new
chain,
we
gonna
be
robbin'
Don't
rob
us
back,
you'll
be
in
a
coffin
Can't
run
away,
your
car
just
be
stallin'
Got
all
the
money
we
finna
go
Yacthin'
I
got
yo'
bitch
then
I
cut
it
off,
aye
I
got
you
mad
now
you
super
salt,
aye
Your
favorite
rapper,
yeah
he
fell
off,
aye
I'm
an
elite
while
you
a
default,
aye
Don't
talk
to
me
'less
it's
money
talk,
aye
Don't
talk
to
me
'less
it's
money
talk,
aye
Don't
talk
to
me
'less
it's
money
talk,
aye
Run
around
near
me
you
gon'
get
caught,
aye
1 Zendaya
2 What's Up?
3 Slimey
4 Mars
5 Money Talk
6 Creepin'
7 Wish It Was Summer
8 Lost You
9 Losin' My Mind
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