MONEY & BITCHES

Lyrics

[Intro: Joey Purp] Ugh Young Purple [Hook 1: Joey Purp] All I hear is money and bitches and 20-inch spinners I ain't been to church in a minute, my Jesus piece flicking They told us that bitches be bogus and niggas be tripping It don't cost a dollar to listen, pay me attention Money and bitches and 20-inch spinners They told us that bitches be bogus and niggas be snitches I ain't been to church in a minute, my Jesus piece flicking [Verse 1: Joey Purp] Riding in the whip and it's stolen, and plus my license suspended So fuck if they pull me over, I'm outty, I'm dipping Riding with a zip of that sour, I'm serving, I'm pitching If they catch me, seven-to-ten is my minimum sentence But my Jesus piece fully golden, and plus, my pockets is swollen They full of money that's stolen, I'll spend in a minute They taught us to value possesions, obsessed with expenses They taught us, "Accept your position, the bottom'll fit you" It don't cost a dollar to listen, I hope you pay me attention Man, this the point that we making, it's easy to miss it They taught us that hooping and rapping is all we invented They taught us to speak your opinion'll get you arrested And we grew up being neglected by our elected officials My nigga, cry me a river, I'll buy you a tissue I don't wanna hear your complaining, you pressure my issue All I know is money and bitches, ain't closing the system They say life's a bitch, but I'm pimping, she pay me attention [Hook 2: Joey Purp] Money and bitches and 20-inch spinners I ain't been to church in a minute, my Jesus piece flicking They told us that bitches be bogus and niggas be tripping It don't cost a dollar to listen, pay me attention Money and bitches and 20-inch spinners They told us that bitches be bogus and niggas be snitches I ain't been to church in a minute, my Jesus piece flicking It don't cost a dollar to listen, pay me attention [Verse 2: Mick Jenkins] Started talking all this water, it penetrated the culture Know I'm killing niggas 'cause I started seeing vultures lurking Half y'all niggas signed to one, get you out of that jam Most so dislocated, you don't even need a CAT scan To see it these days, bullshit features 3K And if you signed to a label, know I'm coming for that paper Ain't no lacking, ain't no games to be played Hit your girl with a parabola like, "Will you behave?" It's only linear equations, we straight, ain't tryna kick it Ain't really tryna get between your legs, bitch, this ain't no East Bay These days, Supreme on me, green on me Used to keep the American Dream on me Less promethazine and a little more Morgan Freeman how they lean on me Scenes from movies reenacted on me and my team All for that melanin, the essence of ebony It ain't no magazine on me, but they treat me like a felon 'Cause I sag the selvedge denim jeans on me, I could give a fuck It's your world, squirrel, but I'ma get this nut off, ahh Puff-puff-cough, thinking as the vapors hit my taper It's some gangrene that I must cut off Keep it thorough, give a fuck how it must come off That's on my soul, fam, it don't rub off All that TV shit y'all niggas out here talking—that, I must cut off I must cut off [Break: Joey Purp] Money and—Money and—Money and— [Hook 2: Joey Purp] Money and bitches and 20-inch spinners I ain't been to church in a minute, my Jesus piece flicking They told us that bitches be bogus and niggas be tripping It don't cost a dollar to listen, pay me attention Money and bitches and 20-inch spinners They told us that bitches be bogus and niggas be snitches I ain't been to church in a minute, my Jesus piece flicking It don't cost a dollar to listen, pay me attention Money and bitches and 20-inch spinners I ain't been to church in a minute, my Jesus piece flicking They told us that bitches be bogus and niggas be tripping It don't cost a dollar to listen, pay me attention Money and bitches and 20-inch spinners They told us that bitches be bogus and niggas be snitches I ain't been to church in a minute, my Jesus piece flicking It don't cost a dollar to listen, pay me attention