Lyrics Money Talking - Gunna, Nechie

Money Talking - Gunna, Nechie
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money Talking , by -Gunna
Song from the album: Drip Season 2
In the genre:Рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:10.05.2017
Song language:English
Record label:300 Entertainment, Young Stoner Life
Age restrictions: 18+

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Money Talking
Hear that money talkin', I’m in designer walkin'
I put that money all in, stack the money by the ten
Forty thousand for the lens, from a bucket to a Benz
Nigga know I came to win, I hear that money talkin'
Hear that money callin', I’m in the mall, I’m ballin'
I gotta keep the carbon, I ain’t tryna bargain
I cop the drop-top six, I’m in the top cockpit
Spit this shit up out the door, niggas know I keep the tone
I can do it all alone, had to do it for my home
Niggas 'till I’m movin' on, got some money on the phone
Got them shows on my own, fifty-seven for the shows
Puttin' rappers on they toes 'cause they know I ain’t tote
I can never break the code, I will never ever fold
This some shit I woulda hoped
And then pulled up in a Rolls
Everybody used to kick doors
'Till I pulled up on copy road, and seen a spot full of yams
I sold my first car and got a half a bag and started breakin' down grams
Now I’m textin' Uncle Sam, but the fucker started scammin'
Now I’m hoppin' on the 'Gram, me and Nechie in a Lamb'
Had to show 'em who I am, had to show 'em who I was
Had to show 'em what I want, rockstar with a bunch
Niggas do it for the front, 'cept you should do it for the ones
Tryna hit like Barry Bonds, make a million every month
Hear that money talkin', I’m in designer walkin'
I put that money all in, stack the money by the ten
Forty thousand for the lens, from a bucket to a Benz
Nigga know I came to win, I hear that money talkin'
Hear that money callin', I’m in the mall, I’m ballin'
I gotta keep the carbon, I ain’t tryna bargain
I cop the drop-top six, I’m in the top cockpit
Every time you see I poke my chest out
And my life been lookin' good, but I been stressed out
For them niggas who talkin' big, you know they chests out
Why the fuck you buy a vest?
You want yo' head clocked
And when that money talk we cappin' out, what we live now
Killin' everythin' but the kids now, that how it is now
I used to be broke, I walk around with a ten now
Ready to just spend on anythin' that I feel now
Through these chrome heart lenses, I see it all, yeah
I see the hate, I see the fake, I see the flawed, yeah
Fuck it we gon' ball, yeah, Stevie Wonder, see we gettin' cake, we gettin' it
all, yeah
And we ain’t playin' with these hoes 'cause we don’t hear them all yeah
Never fall, I stand tall on it, shit, I just hit the light and cashed out on
I bought a Mulsanne, and a new chain, you niggas too lame
Kickin' flavor like I’m Lu Kang from the south, but I ain’t 2 Chainz
Hear that money talkin', I’m in designer walkin'
I put that money all in, stack the money by the ten
Forty thousand for the lens, from a bucket to a Benz
Nigga know I came to win, I hear that money talkin'
Hear that money callin', I’m in the mall, I’m ballin'
I gotta keep the carbon, I ain’t tryna bargain
I cop the drop-top six, I’m in the top cockpit

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