Whole Lotta Money

(Hook: K. Smyllz)
Aye, don’t get me mad in here
100 Haitians, yeah they strap in here
100 bottles, bring the models
Yeah we lit in here, boy I don’t play in here
Bad bitch in Hollywood
They doing drugs in here
Whole lotta money
Whole lotta money on money, in here
Whole lotta money
Whole lotta money on money, in here
Whole lotta money
Whole lotta money on money, in here
Whole lotta money
Whole lotta money on money, in here

(Verse: K. Smyllz)
Been knew I was ready
Riding around with that CHETE
Lunch & supper eating spaghetti
Seen my people struggle
I couldn’t take it, had to flip Fetti
This hoe thought she was slick
Found out I’m Mr. Petty
I came up showing mad love
Break her back, ain’t no back rubs
Traumatized my neighbor kids
Mad shootouts, sold mad drugs
They ain’t from where we come from
Had to settle sleeping on dirt rugs
Careful how you eat
Lights be out, might eat a damn bug
I came up taking risks, now my life legit
When it rains it pours
So I cashed out on my wrist
Models on the couch pockets to thick
We celebrate
These niggas be looking mad, make the wrong move boy they getting hit

(Verse: eduxr)
Blurry vision, got a bad bitch
She a bad ting
Swerving around in the night
Gotta keep moving private, gotta stay quiet
Roll the dice, never gonna give you the slice of the pot
But we could roll a blunt
I’m out for the hunt, nobody could find me
Only in the studio where I’m
Fucking the bitch in the booth
Skrting around the whip, taking a trip to I don’t know where
Just wanna get fucked up, party for the night
I’m drunken in London, with a russian with a button
I have toughen the function
No need for instructions for destruction
Close the door for no disruption over the discussions
Throwing a rose for my love ones
Keeping up all of these flows
Cutting up the track like the blanco
Gotta check the banco, worth more than you
Never gonna deal with no puto
Traveling around the world
Not answering calls, moving in silent
Got a evil mind
Taking shots of Hennessy, not here to waste time
Got my tinted glasses on so I don’t see any of you fuck niggas in my sight
Always keep ‘em on in the night

(Hook: K. Smyllz)
Aye, don’t get me mad in here
100 Haitians, yeah they strap in here
100 bottles, bring the models
Yeah we lit in here, boy I don’t play in here
Bad bitch in Hollywood
They doing drugs in here
Whole lotta money
Whole lotta money on money, in here
Whole lotta money
Whole lotta money on money, in here
Whole lotta money
Whole lotta money on money, in here
Whole lotta money
Whole lotta money on money, in here