Из альбома: Trap God
[Intro]
Addicted to the pesos mane
Addicted to that dinero, you know what I mean?
[Verse 1]
I can’t get no sleep, I got the money habit
Every time I see some money, you know I gotta grab it
Dope boy, I do magic with some rad rapper
The same old bricks than the contractor
And you can’t bring it back if you don’t bust a rap
My daughter four months, bricks in her Pampers
I’m a role master, I love Tampa
You say you’re from the streets, then I gotta stand for it
Grant, Jackson, Ben Franklin
If money do what you did, you ain’t gonna make it
The streets will get it to you, and the streets will take it
Every nigga in the streets got no pacing
[Hook]
I got money habits, I got money habits
Every time I see some money, yeah I gotta grab it
I got money habits, I got money habits
Daydreaming, seeing money, talking Ben Franklin
I got money habits, I got money habits
Every time I see some money, yeah I gotta grab it
I got money habits, I got money habits
Daydreaming, seeing money, talking Ben Franklin
[Verse 2]
I go loco bout that guapo, on the chopper with the chopper
Like a rasta I will shot your blocka, blocka, Waka Floka
I got youngers in the hood, will kill you whack for fifty dollar
Holler river I get you scared, nigga I never holler
Don’t be bothered, that scrap deceitful right to your father
I brought tape to a Tyler
Knowing about a anthem, but I got a bunch of baby bottles
For instance I bag dough, the digger never bother
I diss this floor of the Georgia’s father
My B goes and still sends the bills across the border
Up the boat, bitch I splash you, look like she came out the water
It’s Brick Squad to some scene and ain’t no niggas harder
[Hook]
I got money habits, I got money habits
Every time I see some money, yeah I gotta grab it
I got money habits, I got money habits
Daydreaming, seeing money, talking Ben Franklin
I got money habits, I got money habits
Every time I see some money, yeah I gotta grab it
I got money habits, I got money habits
Daydreaming, seeing money, talking Ben Franklin