In Love With The Money

[Intro]
Look, nigga
It's Dolla, nigga, on this Maine Street shit, nigga
Shit, we back at it, nigga
You already know, nigga

[Chorus]
In love with the syrup, in love with the money
I get a check and I run it up
In love with the .40 it come with a 30
Niggas know better than to fuck with us
All of this ice got me conceited
All of these cars got me conceited
I know what it is, look how I live
My lifestyle got me conceited
In love with the syrup, in love with the money
I get a check and I run it up
In love with the .40 it come with a 30
Niggas know better than to fuck with us
All of this ice got me conceited
All of these cars got me conceited
I know what it is, look how I live
My lifestyle got me conceited

[Verse 1]
Look, it's full metal jacket to my k-da clip
My lifestyle amazing, that's why niggas on that hater shit
Went from busting knocks on the green to the Vegas strip
In high rise condos, whipping foreigns on some player shit
Tell me who you mad at
Tell me what you mad for
I been checking chickens, money turned me to a asshole
Hopping out the foreigns, dropping gas with the mask on
She ain't have no money when she called, she got flashed on
Real niggas fuck with me, they drilling to my last song
Just dropped a 8 in a Fanta to get my splash on
You ain't dropping 8's in the Fanta, nigga, you splash wrong
We ain't tryna hear it like a motherfuckin' bad song
The good, they don't last long
I'm bad to the last bone
Smitty told me, "Dolla get your motherfuckin' bag on"
The good, they don't last long
I'm bad to the last bone
These bitches out here fucking 'til your motherfuckin' bag gone

[Chorus]
In love with the syrup, in love with the money
I get a check and I run it up
In love with the .40 it come with a 30
Niggas know better than to fuck with us
All of this ice got me conceited
All of these cars got me conceited
I know what it is, look how I live
My lifestyle got me conceited
In love with the syrup, in love with the money
I get a check and I run it up
In love with the .40 it come with a 30
Niggas know better than to fuck with us
All of this ice got me conceited
All of these cars got me conceited
I know what it is, look how I live
My lifestyle got me conceited

[Verse 2]
Look
Bankroll going crazy, do the money dance
If you ain't talking money, then I probably wouldn't understand
Mob type tactics, really active, tryna pluck your mans
If niggas say it's on then it's on, what don't you understand
Modified Glock on my hip, cost me a couple bands
A nigga tried me and he died right where he fucking stand
The SK and the beam got a folding stock
Pop up, pop you in the face, won't be no open box
Everything fully, hold a 100, gotta kill switch
My niggas out here reckless with them hecklers, tryna kill shit
Fuck around with them fuck arounds
And you fuck around and get drilled quick
Them bitches telling, them niggas telling
Your bitches I don't even deal with
Pass me a perk in a half so I can deal with
Pass me a perk and half 'cause I don't feel shit
Pass me a perk in a half so I can deal with
Pass me a perk and half 'cause I don't feel shit

[Chorus]
In love with the syrup, in love with the money
I get a check and I run it up
In love with the .40 it come with a 30
Niggas know better than to fuck with us
All of this ice got me conceited
All of these cars got me conceited
I know what it is, look how I live
My lifestyle got me conceited