Paramount

Lyrics

[Intro] (Rallex) (Uranium-235) Bitch Huh Money, money, money, all I—, huh Money, money—, okay, huh [Chorus] Money, money, money all I care about All these model bitches wanna know my whereabouts How I'm in her walls, you'd think we share a house Pull up with them fuckin' movie clips, they think we Paramount If I wear it once, I bet they wear it out They was talkin' hot, we had to air it out Blocked me on her Insta', guess they share accounts Niggas think I'm Squidward through this bitch, I don't like squares around [Verse 1] Rich jubilee Two things that don't go, bitch, you and me Mike Amiri skinny, see the blick through thе jeans Be done uppеd the cannon in this bitch, shoot a scene With my starting five, make your bitch do the team Spill a nigga noodles, put the blick to your beans Baby, take 'em off, I see you thick through the jeans Huh, all my blick do is bang, all my kit do is bling Big rocks in the—, huh Big-ass rocks in the buffs, stick tucked, I'm a caveman Bustin' they be fed for twenty racks and do my Blade dance In a Virgil tee, I'm blowin' nose, look like a game plan Got a lil' money, still the same Stan All these ropes around my neck, I look like Hangman If it's paper on the floor, I gotta change plans Haha, no cap, though And that's 'cause [Chorus] Money, money, money all I care about All these model bitches wanna know my whereabouts How I'm in her walls, you'd think we share a house Pull up with them fuckin' movie clips, they think we Paramount If I wear it once, I bet they wear it out They was talkin' hot, we had to air it out Blocked me on her Insta', guess they share accounts Niggas think I'm Squidward through this bitch, I don't like squares around [Verse 2] They ain't peep the L's, they just see my wins I be livin' life in third-person, I ain't me, I'm him Ballin' out, they never practiced with me in that G-Y-M Every day it's hundred dollar steak but still can see my ribs I just want a bitch to eat my kids Talkin' to them labels, shit, I probably need 'bout three, five M's Rockin' Christian, hopin' God don't ever see my sins I done probably seen more pussy than an OB/GYN Rich fourty-one sneak' size fourty-three I ain't stealin' second base when I slide for the team I look after the guys more than me Unky knockin' off the plug, gift the 'za, short a G Quick to up the rocket, send him off to Pluto Ain't got buffie budget so he bought some kudos So many 201 cars, I would've lost in Uno Bitch, I'm disappearin' if a play ever call, 'cause, you know [Chorus] Money, money, money all I care about All these model bitches wanna know my whereabouts How I'm in her walls, you'd think we share a house Pull up with them fuckin' movie clips, they think we Paramount If I wear it once, I bet they wear it out They was talkin' hot, we had to air it out Blocked me on her Insta', guess they share accounts Niggas think I'm Squidward through this bitch, I don't like squares around [Outro] Money, money, money all I care about Money, money, money all I— Money, money, money all I—, ha Yep, money, money, money all I care about, bitch Dog Shit Militia