You know how I love money
Ayy, ayy
It’s Blood Money, baby
Ayy
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
Euro [Ayy], pounds [Ayy], dollars [Ayy], yen [Ayy
Count—countin’ plenty peso ’cause I’m f#ckin’ with them Mexicans
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
Euro [Ayy], pounds [Ayy], dollars [Ayy], yen [Ayy
Count—countin’ plenty peso ’cause I’m f#ckin’ with them Mexicans [Ayy]
Mon—money, money, money’s all I’m talkin’, young n#gg# ballin’ [Ballin
Thirty-five hunnid, four and a baby, whole hood callin’ [Callin’
Skrrt, skrrt, whip it, just like that—that, brand new foreign [Foreign
Grind, grind all night—night, first on the block in the mornin’ [Mornin’
While you stretchin’ and yawnin’, I was already gettin’ money
Pro’ly got like nine ounces left, you need less than that, then don’t call me
n#gg#s be talkin’ that heavyweight, but I bought mine, they frontin’
Since a n#gg# went back independent, call Migos, told ’em, “Run it”
Blood Money, n#gg#, we out here, Ju—Juiceman with two four-fifths
Pull triggers, no playin’ with ya, came in the game with six figures
Sky-Dweller on my wrist, n#gg#, if I go broke, I brick getters
Ballin’ on ’em like Kobe, ask your main b#tch, she know me
Say what you wanna say about the n#gg#, but any way he get money
Money on my mind, n#gg#, money on my temple
If—if it ain’t about cash, I don’t understand your lingo
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
Euro [Ayy], pounds [Ayy], dollars [Ayy], yen [Ayy
Count—countin’ plenty peso ’cause I’m f#ckin’ with them Mexicans
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Geah, ayy
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
Euro [Ayy], pounds [Ayy], dollars [Ayy], yen [Geah, ayy
Count—countin’ plenty peso ’cause I’m f#ckin’ with them Mexicans [Ayy]
Countin’ up the hunnids [Dons], stick with the cinnamon bun [Bun
Migo hit my cell phone, say he sendin’ metro ton [Ton
Posted on the crest [Crest], with a bomb and a joker gun
Super soak a n#gg#, but I ain’t talkin’ a water gun [Nope
Got so many bricks [Bricks], half of ’em at my mama home [Mama
Money is the lingo, now my pad look like the Georgia dome [Dome
Then I snatch your b#tch, and you know she gave me Georgia dome [Yes, sir
Gold grill dog [Rrr], but I’m lookin’ for a damn bone
Skrrt, skrrt, in the pot, Jay won’t leave me ‘lone [No
Whip, whip, with the work, now my b#tch like Nia Long [No
Gag, gag, gag, yeah, I roll my blunt real long [Yes, sir
Ju’ man, Ju’ man, yeah, I’m your girl ringtone [Yes, sir
Twenty-one for my brick [Zoom], you can call me Deion [Zoom
And I send ’em to you [Yes, sir], pull up, all black neon
Old school car [Car], every one paint Creon [Let’s go
NBA money [Swish], I’ve been ballin’ for some seasons [Ayy]
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
Euro [Ayy], pounds [Ayy], dollars [Ayy], yen [Ayy
Count—countin’ plenty peso ’cause I’m f#ckin’ with them Mexicans
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
[Habla no inglés] Mon—money, that’s my lingo [Ayy
Euro [Ayy], pounds [Ayy], dollars [Ayy], yen [Ayy
Count—countin’ plenty peso ’cause I’m f#ckin’ with them Mexicans [Ayy]
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