[Intro]
It’s going, It’s going, It’s going, It’s going
It’s going, It’s going, It’s going, this bitch going
It’s going, It’s going, It’s going, It’s going
It’s going, It’s going, It’s going, this bitch going
[Chorus]
Money bag money bag money bag
Tryna make a hundred racks with you
Shawty said that’s my language and I love that conversation yeah
Rocketman rocketman rocketman
Bitch I’m going to the moon
Pull out the jet uh know these niggas upset yeah
Money bag money bag money bag
Tryna make a hundred racks with you
Shawty said that’s my language and I love that conversation yeah
Rocketman rocketman rocketman
Bitch I’m going to the moon
Pull out the jet uh know these niggas upset yeah
[Verse]
I’m a popstar in real life yeah nigga pop off but won’t fight
Even if the restaurant real nice Ima put hot sauce on my rice
Ima put a comma on my price if you tryna book my time
Just looked in the mirror and thought I should model I’m so fine
Going up without no hype got the big wigs on my line
Lotta bark without no bite and I know it’s by design
I been balling all goddamn day clearly
Nothing in my goddamn way feel me
Riding in my own damn lane
Turned to my bae and said these words sincerely
[Chorus]
Money bag money bag money bag
Tryna make a hundred racks with you
Shawty said that’s my language and I love that conversation yeah
Rocketman rocketman rocketman
Bitch I’m going to the moon
Pull out the jet uh know these niggas upset yeah
Money bag money bag money bag
Tryna make a hundred racks with you
Shawty said that’s my language and I love that conversation yeah
Rocketman rocketman rocketman
Bitch I’m going to the moon
Pull out the jet uh know these niggas upset yeah
[Outro]
It’s going, It’s going, It’s going, It’s going
It’s going, It’s going, It’s going, this bitch going
It’s going, It’s going, It’s going, It’s going
It’s going, It’s going, It’s going, this bitch going