Worthless Lyrics – Money Man & Yung Bleu

Worthless Lyrics by Money Man & Yung Bleu

I want the money
I want the money, yeah
She say that the money really don’t mean sh#t to her
She just want a n#gg# who gon’ say some real sh#t to her

She done had rich n#gg#s, she done had b#tch n#gg#s (Yeah)
I done put n#gg#s in a hearse, I’m a gravedigger
Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I’m a made n#gg#
f#ck all of the Fendi and Dior, that sh#t worthless

She ain’t really shallow, she ain’t lookin’ on the surface
I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfin’
She just want knowledge, she don’t really want a Birkin
I was down bad, had no food, stomach hurtin’

I was on the prowl, I was schemin’, I was lurkin’
Let me put you on a lil’ info right now
Go and get yourself a lil’ crypto right now
Could’ve had a couple hundred thousand in your bank account

Could’ve had a couple foreign cars you was rentin’ now
Could’ve had a couple lil’ spots you was rentin’ out
I just copped a fluffy Frenchie, that was for my main lady
Gotta get the watch bust down, I can’t plain jane it

Gotta get some M’s right now, I can’t keep waitin’
Gotta keep it real with yourself, you can’t keep fakin’
Game ain’t free, you gotta pay, that’s how you ‘preciate it
Burnin’ in a Rolls-Royce truck, this sh#t depreciatin’

Pull up to the club and you know I’m real inebriated
I done took this street sh#t nationwide, I done elevated
Had to take the stairs, they ain’t let me take the elevator
I was dead poor, now a n#gg# gettin’ hella paper

Had to take the stairs, they ain’t let me take the elevator
I be at the crib tryna clear my mind meditatin’
She say that the money really don’t mean sh#t to her
She just want a n#gg# who gon’ say some real sh#t to her

She done had rich n#gg#s, she done had b#tch n#gg#s
I done put n#gg#s in a hearse, I’m a gravedigger
Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I’m a made n#gg#
f#ck all of the Fendi and Dior, that sh#t worthless

She ain’t really shallow, she ain’t lookin’ on the surface (Run it)
I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfin’
I’ma put you on a lil’ street thing right now
Hangin’ out your door just like a keychain right now

n#gg# better pipe down, I can get you wiped down
You can’t get my phone number, b#tch, I ain’t Mike Jones
She got a lil’ booty with them jeans and them tights on (Tights)
f#ck her with a bonnet on her head and a nightgown (Night)

I been on that Money Man, all my n#gg#s swipe now
She just went and got a BBL and she right now
Can I get some head? Just some head from you right now
Got two bad b#tches layin’ in the bed, f#ck me right now

I can’t wait to kill the show, just so I can kill this ho
Hit her with the give-and-go, pass her to my lil’ bro
I f#ck with her ’cause she do me better (I f#ck with her ’cause she do me better)
And she see these diamonds, it make her wetter

She gon’ try to treat you like a lame if you let her
I was splashin’ on these hoes, I ain’t know any better
Broke my heart to pieces, now I’m tryna hold it together
I ain’t trust, I had to f#ck her with the pole on the dresser

She say that the money really don’t mean sh#t to her
She just want a n#gg# who gon’ say some real sh#t to her
She done had rich n#gg#s, she done had b#tch n#gg#s
I done put n#gg#s in a hearse, I’m a gravedigger

Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I’m a made n#gg#
f#ck all of the Fendi and Dior, that sh#t worthless
She ain’t really shallow, she ain’t lookin’ on the surface
I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfin’
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Money Man & Yung Bleu Lyrics – Worthless

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