Lyrics Money Conversation - bbno$, Y2K

Money Conversation

Yeah, Scotty like its pip, hm
Tattoo on the lip, hm
Gucci on the bib, hm, have you seen my crib yeah?
It’s a money conversation, yeah, what’s the fucking situation?
Yeah
Man I’m on the tip, hm
Two hands on the wrist
She tryna lick my dick, hm
Prancing down the strip, yeah
It’s a money conversation, yeah, what’s the fucking situation?
Bitch
What’s the sitch?
stop staring at my wrist, yeah fufu up and down my body,
might as well jump off a cliff
Whip a fiat, get the idea, pink flames on the side, Gucci entia
Wow, she put me on the bed, Ikea
Ain’t bored enough to the blow, see ya
3 tracks 20 hours this ain’t really new, yeah your mommy said she’s tryna pipe
me, what I even do?
Yeah, Scotty like its pip, hm
Tattoo on the lip, hm
Gucci on the bib, hm, have you seen my crib yeah?
It’s a money conversation, yeah, what’s the fucking situation?
Yeah
Man I’m on the tip, hm
Two hands on the wrist
She tryna lick my dick, hm
Prancing down the strip, yeah
It’s a money conversation, yeah, what’s the fucking situation?
Bitch
Yeah, this shit is funny to me (hahaha), I got a few bad bitches tryna brush up
for free, huh
Open any door, hm, course I got the key, hm, have you seen my neck yeah I’m
cold enough for three, huh
Got the liq' in me, I wonder why she’s trusting me, conversation better end
with money or I’m gonna leave
Seeya!
Hello?
This is money on the phone, yea, I hear you really about me, do you think we’d
get along, yeah
Yeah, Scotty like its pip, hm
Tattoo on the lip, hm
Gucci on the bib, hm, have you seen my crib yeah?
It’s a money conversation, yeah, what’s the fucking situation?
Yeah
Man I’m on the tip, hm
Two hands on the wrist
She tryna lick my dick, hm
Prancing down the strip, yeah
It’s a money conversation, yeah, what’s the fucking situation?
Bitch