Red Toyota

[Intro]
Ayy, look

[Verse 1]
Seeing people switch up gave me paranoia, ayy
I was still the same in that red Toyota, ayy
Big heart but got bigger quota, ayy
I just hit the racks just like Sharapova, ayy
Eight in the soda just like Mariota, ayy
He's a fake gangsta just like Ray Liotta, ayy
I was outside just like leaf blower, ayy
I was in the hood just like Carmotive, ayy

[Pre-Chorus]
Bag too big so I couldn't lift it, ayy
Money came in dirty but I had to rinse it, ayy
Hit the block hard just like King Griffey, ayy
Gucci on my girl but I got it thrifted

[Chorus]
One for the money, one for the money
Yes, I am one for the mother fuckin' money
One for the money, one for the money
Yes, I am one for the mother fuckin' money

[Verse 2]
Yes, I'm one for the comma's not for the drama
I was still the same when I drove 'round in a Honda
Bankroll in my pocket grande just like Ariana
I love my baby mama, but she judge me like your honor
Ayy, I disturb tha peace just like I'm Shawnna
I was always wit' it, they was always sorta kinda
Flippin' just like spatulas inside the Benihana
I'm still in the Goodwill 'cause I never liked designer, ayy

[Pre-Chorus]
Bag too big so I couldn't lift it, ayy
Money came in dirty, but I had to rinse it, ayy
Hit the block hard just like King Griffey, ayy
Gucci on my girl but I got it thrifted

[Chorus]
One for the money, one for the money
Yes, I am one for the mother fuckin' money
One for the money, one for the money
Yes, I am one for the mother fuckin' money
One for the money, one for the money
Yes, I am one for the mother fuckin' money
One for the money, one for the money
Yes, I am one for the mother fuckin' money