Old / New Money

Lyrics

[Chorus] (Mayyski) Yeah, I want old money, new money Bad bitch, same bitch And she been ridin', she said that I'm gon blow up, just like Bin Laden I need new money, blue money "What the fuck you gonna do" money If I pour up some lean, it be too muddy They told on eachother, they two dummies Yeah, I want old money, new money Bad bitch, same bitch And she been ridin', she said that I'm gon blow up, just like Bin Laden I need new money, blue money "What the fuck you gonna do" money If I pour up some lean, it be too muddy They told on eachother, they two dummies [Verse 1] Okay, that wet pussy, gotta swim in it I got one life, bitch, I'm not a kitten Through them racks away like it's good riddance Get 'em back the next day, I'm good with it Put the gang on, she like hood niggas We gon' share that money, it's a good business I get fly as fuck like I'm in the sky (woo), like that's where I'm livin', like I'm just chillin' Like I'm just bad at the rap shit, like I can't get on, like I'm fuckin' trippin' Like I really gotta start rappin', nigga Bitch, I'm in the Bentley, me and Trippie, Trippie Feel like K Suave, the way it's "fuck these bitches" I'm a hypocrite 'cause my cup dirty but I swear to god, I couldn't touch these bitches No cap, but it's drugs in the cup I'm sippin' [Bridge] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, I want old money, new money Bad bitch, same bitch And she been ridin', she said that I'm gon blow up, just like Bin Laden I need new money, blue money "What the fuck you gonna do" money If I pour up some lean, it be too muddy Yeah, I want old money, new money Bad bitch, same bitch And she been ridin', she said that I'm gon blow up, just like Bin Laden [Verse 2] Bitch (fuck), fuck (yeah) yo' dm's, I been slidin' Bitch, I put drugs on my body, I can't deny it Bitch, I could take a perc' upside down, like I'm Ben Rawley Yeah, I told the devil "look at my eyes" can't see a soul probably Okay, I fuck them racks and buy what I want Sometime he go and sometime he don't (oof) I'm pullin' off gone, I turned to a ghost (woo) The drugs in my front door, I am a host My bitch too bad, she shoulda' been Vogue Gun too big, I put on a coat It ain't 'bout money, I don't wanna know (I got a bitch in a [?]) Yeah [Chorus] Yeah, I want old money, new money Bad bitch, same bitch And she been ridin', she said that I'm gon blow up, just like Bin Laden I need new money, blue money "What the fuck you gonna do" money If I pour up some lean, it be too muddy