money - gunna lyrics
[intro: gunna]
(wheezy beats)
ayy
i, i don’t really care nothin’ about no, no hoes or–or, or no more f*ckin’ clothes, my n*gga
i’m, i’m in it for this cash
[chorus: gunna]
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
[post*chorus: gunna]
yeah, yeah
money solve all my problems, mm
mm, yeah, yeah
yeah, money solve all my problems, mm
[verse 1: gunna]
ayy, you n*ggas 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’ b*tch pardon me
n*gga 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
[chorus: gunna]
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
[verse 2: young thug]
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 b*tches 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 b*tch
switch my lingo, go up on a b*tch
f*ckin’ hands up on a b*tch
i’ma f*ck and make love on a b*tch
you stepped out the club, you a b*tch
abandoned my love on this b*tch
ain’t goin’ inside the club with this b*tch
nah, yeah
[chorus: gunna]
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
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