Gatsby Money Part 1

[Intro: Young Young]
Young, Gamble City, Just Quane…
Black Cash Black..ah. Quig
Is that you Quig? Young!

[Verse 1: Young Young]
A ha! Who’s there?
Young young young young young
Baby that’s who, that’s who
Baby that’s huh?
I got Gatsby money in my pockets, pockets
Got your eyeballs popping out their sockets
Flying bottle rockets, Christmas money in the children’s stockings
Diamond rocking
Rock ‘em sock ‘em robots, but I don’t stop
But I do cop women, girlies in the Jacuzzi getting loosey
Swimming, sexy baby, damn
But I’m closed like a clam
I ain’t willing to make you fucking bitches fam
Yeah, but you can get on your knees and hands or
Crab legs or your fins or tails or rosewood peg
That’s a pirate,bitch!
I can give you money from the feds that they gave me
You know I know you’re just a hoe
From your motherfucking head to toe
Drinking straight from the keg, ya’ll want me bennies
Uh huh, I’m hearing you beg and I’m in my fucking slippers
Girlies slimy with their flippers, let me hear them claps
And some crack, and some crack!

[Verse 2: Gamble City]
I’m chilling in the pyramids
These kids delirious
They think they can see my eyebrows, no they can’t
‘Cause I’m gleaming
They want me semen
And they believing I ain’t Justin Ba-Bieber
But she wants to be a believer
I’m not speaking English, I’m on my own level
Gamble City man? He’s his own level
And I’m going high!
Now we’re getting high…..

[Verse 3: Cash Black]
Yeah it’s Cash Black bitch I got my motherfucking welfare check!
Who the fuck am I? I came out of no where
Like a fucking Pikmin, no leaf, black hair
Feeding my children, I’ve got 21 of them
The drive through got mad so I point my gun at them
I said bitch, I gotta feed my kids
I gotta make them tall, like fucking stilts
Bitch give me Big Macs right quick
Or I’mma point my finger like a fucking typist
TEC-9, spray it at McDonalds
All these fucking haters, I ain’t fond of
I’m a sick fuck like I sexed up the ICU
Gamble City motherfucker you know I see you
I Falcon Punch hoes like the B Button
I’m Cash Black and I be fronting
That’s the end of my verse
And I don’t know what else to say so I’d rather lay in a fucking hearse

[Verse 4: Just Quane]
Yo, yo yo, yo yo, Just Quane
Ha ha, bitch, I’m rolling blunts I’m getting women in the club
Ha ha, Just Quane, I’m high as fuck right now
What the fuck? What the fuck, fuck? What the fuck, fuck? Fuck. Fuck
I swim with mermaids, Atlantis underwater
I’mma fuck Poseidon’s daughter
I’mma marry a dolphin, gonna stick it in the blowhole
While I’m riding on the back yo
Fuck I’m so high yo. Is that a double rainbow?
Where’d that nigga Daquane go? Oh yeah, that’s right
I’m him yo
Fresh with my diamonds when I’m in the club
Got a big slimy snake and he needs to be sucked
Come over here cunt tell Daquane where you’re from
I don’t care where you’ve been girl, I just wanna fuck
Ahh, sign me! Ahhhh!

[Verse 5: Quig]
Quig is back for remix
Looking for some nutrients
Double stuffed Oreos
Christmas time, ho ho!
Stuff my stocking with all the gifts
Too bad I’m a naughty kid
You know that if it scares you
Only Da Mark can save you
What’s that sound? See a fat man coming down
Oh no, I see the red
Merry Christmas, Santa, you’re dead
Hitting on the girls and boys
Sorry no more toys
Killing Christmas gives me joy
I am the Grinch
Or I’m worse, that’s right, I’m the kid bitch!

[Outro: Young Young]
Yeah, so I’m like, yeah I got that Gatsby Money
And she’s like “What do you mean you got that Gatsby Money?”
I’m like, “I got that Gatsby money!”
But uh, you know, it’s kind of hard to explain
I mean, Gatsby’s got that new money compared to the other egg
The other egg doesn’t have that new money, it’s got that old money
So they’re all hating on Gatsby because he’s got new money
And now Gatsby’s having parties every night, people showing up
Having a good time, and they’re all like
“I don’t even know who Gatsby is but, hell, this is a lot of fun, and I don’t mind getting shit faced at this guy’s house because It’s mad nice in here”
And I’m like, ‘”That’s right man! Gatsby money! That’s new money, that’s young money. Young money that he worked for, he didn’t get that shit passed down, he worked for that money!” People don’t even realize that. So when I say like “Yo, I got Gatsby money and girls are all like “What do you mean you have Gatsby money’ Its like “read a book bitch, read a book.” YOUNG