Lyrics Latest Gen - Money Man , Peezy

Yeah, yeah
Shorty lookin' good in that Chanel, love her hair and nails
Scammin' and I'm movin' bells, police want me in a cell
Talkin' to my lawyer, fuck a plea, I ain't gon' never tell
Made an M from tradin' options, they know I'm the biggest whale
Damn, she lookin' sexy in that Marni and she crazy
Better get up out your bed and get some money, nigga's lazy
Yeah, you been trappin' five years plus, ain't even got a ten
Ridin' 'round the city with this glizzy, it's the latest gen'

Thick bitch straight from Costa Rica, I just flewed her in
Thinkin, 'bout a master plan with all my kin and evil twin
Told myself, "When I make an M, I'll never trap again"
Took half an M and re'd up and hit the trap again
Put a fire inside my partner hand and told him, "Handle business"
Movin' all this motherfuckin' weight just like we Planet Fitness

Light skin, Brooklyn bitch, in my bed, look like Ice Spice (ice Spice)
Binary triggers on my Glock, it's gon' shoot twice (shoot twice)
I can get you bud for the cheap, yeah, low price (low price)
In my TRS, I'm one deep, but I got four pipes
Yeah, two bad hoes, one from Georgia, one from Aspen, yeah
Two cell phones full of Custo's, bringing rakies, yeah
Nigga tryna jack me, he 'gon die (die)
Yeah, these bitches love my drip, they know I'm fly (fly)

Let's go
Come sign to my label, you get sticks and you get methods
Yeah, I need somewhere to shoot, so I buy land somewhere in Texas
Yeah, tryna take my chain, don't lose your life over this necklace (yeah)
I upped this bitch and squeezed the shit in less than half a second (half a second)
My youngins'll catch you lackin' at a church, them boys some heathens
I be tearin' up them banks, I drained the Truist and the Regions
Nigga, every file I got, got at least a seven fifty
Bitch, big money the GOAT, why you think they call me Billy?

Let's go
Shorty lookin' good in that Chanel, love her hair and nails
Scammin' and I'm movin' bells, police want me in a cell
Talkin' to my lawyer, fuck a plea, I ain't gon' never tell
Made an M from tradin' options, they know I'm the biggest whale
Damn, she lookin' sexy in that Marni and she crazy
Better get up out your bed and get some money, nigga's lazy
Yeah, you been trappin' five years plus, ain't even got a ten
Ridin' 'round the city with this glizzy, it's the latest gen' (ghetto)

Goyard bag, ain't for fashion, fill these bitches up (what's up?)
I'm really up, ain't shit (yeah) to talk about, my lawyer pick me up (my lawyer pick me up)
I'm ridin' foreign, I'm tryna dodge a pothole, damn near spilled the cup
I'm done with skinny jeans, when I got thirty, it's hard to keep it tucked
I might just go buy all my haters shades, they hate to see me up
I'm gone, it ain't no keepin' up
I fucked her twice, she seen me once (ha!)
I'm walkin' out the club right through the back
But, I came through the front
We snuck that Drakey in through the back for niggas actin' drunk

Louis out the catalogue (yeah)
My fit ain't come out the mall (nah)
LED lights on, see through the fog
Your bitch know just who to call
I can't buy no hoe no Birkin, this ain't that, bae, not at all (no)
Wocky taste like cotton candy, can't stay woke, I'm noddin' off (yeah)

Break up with your man, he broke as hell
Bitch, I got John Wall (bitch)
Bro and 'em pull up just like John Wick, don't have me make the call
Got two hundred miles up on the dash, they flick, I'm scratchin' off
Shorty lookin' good as hell, I'm tryna -, yeah (I'm tryna)

Shorty lookin' good in that Chanel, love her hair and nails
Scammin' and I'm movin' bells, police want me in a cell
Talkin' to my lawyer, fuck a plea, I ain't gon' never tell
Made an M from tradin' options, they know I'm the biggest whale
Damn, she lookin' sexy in that Marni and she crazy
Better get up out your bed and get some money, nigga's lazy
Yeah, you been trappin' five years plus, ain't even got a ten
Ridin' 'round the city with this glizzy, it's the latest gen'