Lyrics Old Money New Money - Sbg Tiggy

RT PLUG THE 808
I'm tied with the money like I married a load
I'm focused on new money but I a still take old
Old money new money old money new money
Old money new money old money new money
I'm tied with the money like I married a load
I'm focused on new money
But I a still take old money
Old money new money old money new money
Old money new money old money new money (Go)
Cash get the bag
Yeah that's all we on (All we know)
The money green as grass
I just gotta let it grow (Yessirski)
I got more hair than most these girls
Can stash a thousand in my fro (you know that)
I can't stay if ain't no money
Now I'm bout ready to go
If you bout money like we is
That shit come first to us (Shit come first)
You putting in work but not enough
That will not work with us
Ain't none of mines weak
What possibly you think
Hurting us (ain't nothing hurting mine)
We ain't make it to church
My aunties came and brought that church to us
Aye
Salute to me like I'm commander (mmander)
I make a nail gun shoot out hammers (gdlahh)
He was a rat couldn't be a hamster
He want to be down in the slammer
Lafamila for the famo (famo)
That gun ain't gone bust shit
With no ammo (no ammo)
Bitch Nigga yelling at the top of his lungs (hahaha)
Sound like he sing soprano
I'm tied with the money like I married a load
I'm focused on new money but I a still take old
Old money new money old money new money
Old money new money old money new money
I'm tied with the money like I married a load
I'm focused on new money
But I a still take old money
Old money new money old money new money
Old money new money
Old money new money (aye oh yae)
Ask me what i wish for ima tell you all money
I ain't talking no three feet
I'm talking tall money (For real)
You can't pay me back
Cause I won't let you borrow from me
Don't fuck with me
You gon' go out just like a crash dummy
I'm trying to get up some rackies
Do I want to drink liq or wok or actkyy
If you come at me
Make sure that it ain't from social media actually
Bad bitch dressing tacky
She must just be on some addys
Fuck around and still send the addy
I'm kicking it like Bruce and Jackie
A-A-A-A- All about the money
All about the dollar bill
Cash rules everything around me
Without a record deal
All about the money
All about the dollar bill
The money green as grass
I just gotta let it grow and that's for real
Aye ohhh
Aye ohhh
Aye ohhh
Aye aye aye ohhhhh
I'm tied with the money like I married a load
I'm focused on new money
But I a still take old money
Old money new money old money new money
Old money new money
Old money new money (aye oh yae)