Money Talk

You know what time it is Yeah Pura Vida on the track Yeah Ay, ay I'm getting them dollars, I'm getting them bills I'm making them holla, I'm giving them chills I counted a 50 up in the hills I'm getting them deals, I cannot sit still Always get jumpy when I'm off a pill Fuck that pussy he in his feels Shooting on him Bradley Beal 2020 crystal clear Chris Paul with the steal Ay, ay All of my diamonds veneer None of my diamonds for show I don't give a fuck, about no ho I got Summit in control I'm thugging on them head to toe Dripping down head to toe Dripping down with my bitch Moan tone, make me rich I ain't no snitch Hit a three like I'm Tripp Bitches always on tip Let's go to Italy Got enough money to buy a Ferrari I'm no Leclerc Bitch, I'm Verstappen Making the racks, no sign of stopping Money talks, I speak it fluently Staking up paper, beautiful scenery Money from bake, buy me a steak I'm making the dough like Drizzy on steak You want Rizzy on the track, bitch you gotta pay He drive a Volvo, I drive a fucking Chevrolet Made a couple racks, just another day Hopped on the tracks, now I'm here to stay Rizzler is dead and Fred is, hey Fred is kinda gay I'm getting them dollaz, I'm getting them bills I'm making them holla, I'm giving them chills I counted to 50 up in the hills I'm getting them deals, I cannot sit still Always get jumpy when I'm off a pill Fuck that pussy he in his feels Shooting on him Bradley Beal 2020 crystal clear, Chris Paul with the steal I turn up the function and turn it to gold The more that I grow up, the more I get old If I get older, a lot of experience So shit, I got cold, yeah, yeah I give them the passes, that turn into goals Lot of ambition, that end up as whores She wanna lick, I lick on her toes I like dudes, I don't like hoes Get to the mission, I'm finna conclude I will admit it, I'm missing some screws I skip all the bullshit, like get to the truth If energy's needed, I'll give it to you Money talks, I'm going up like a stock Fuck her then I hit block, she love to give me top Wait, stop, stop, stop It's on sight Me and Fred come out at night Fred getting hard like a stone I got a brand new phone Might hit you in your dome I'ma hit you in the head Fuck that bitch in the bed Shooting at you until you dead Money green, it ain't red Y'all heard what he said I get to spraying lead Fuck her like a newlywed Ay, ay, ay Yeah, Pura Vida Am I getting the mention on every song What the fuck