MONEY DANCE

[Intro]
Maybe something with vampires?

[Verse]
Nigga fell out 'bout a bitch
I'm like, "Ain't that 'bout a bitch?"
I count my racks up too quick
I rock some Maison Margiela and mix it with Rick
I-I just went up all on this list
You ain't countin' no bands, it's counterfeit
I do my money dance on a bitch
I do my money dance on these niggas
I'm tryna count up like six figures
I'm tryna count up guap wit' my niggas
I get too flee, it don't matter the weather
Rocking Arc'teryx, don't need a umbrella
I'm tryna get rich and then cop me a Tesla
I'm a good guy but I'm still gon' finesse you
Rocking all black bitch, I am the best dressed dude
Bitch, I'm top two but I know I'm not no damn two
I can't fuck with these niggas, on God they be too fu
Yeah, ha, I do this shit by myself
I don't need nobody else
I'm rocking Rick Owens denim, you still flexing belts
Got this Versace cologne, you can tell how I smell
If you get caught in that mix, then yo' bitch ass gon' tell
I was down bad, man, these niggas don't know how I felt
Now I'm in my Glo, ain't no way I can fail
I'm in New York with fifteen, yeah, we high then a bitch
Finna go hit up Saks and then cop me a fit
I'm in that UberXL, yeah, the big body, bitch
I already know that I'm him, bitch, you can't tell me shit
I fell in love with the guap, bitch
I fell in love with bankroll
That lil' ho giving me top, bitch
She sucking my dick like a pro
I know I'm the trending topic
Niggas pussy, they just gossip
I'm going crazy, look at how I pop shit
I roll up a wood full of that exotic
Bitch, I'm smoking on chronic
Swerving too fast, bitch, I'm feeling like Sonic
We hit up Follies then we hit Onyx
Bitch, I'm a demon but I'm not demonic