rgb money

Uh
 Six, five, four, eight (What?)
 That's my money PIN
 Don't flex fake pape' (No)
 Check me take these wins
 Flexin' like a cheapskate (Cheap)
 Got a shiny grin
 Money wide, like a cape
 I don't fuck with crêpes
 What's for din', mate?
 Eatin' 40K steak off a gold plate (Skrrt)
 Got green, red, blue, money and it ain't fake
 I said green money, red money, blue money, wait
 It's a green, red, blue, money gettin' kind of day
 Still on the lick, boy, never change, medicate
 Son, what the stick for? Featherweight, Holloway
 Max with the hits, boy, never fake, better take
 BIC to the spliff, that's everyday, levitate
 Know who I is, bitch, step away, relegate
 Still on the pimp shit, get the play, never stay
 Real since the bib, don't need a chase, hit it straight
 Slumped for a bit, but he not erased, by the grace, yeah
 No gimmicks, just a show for the cynics
 And a little dope in 'em, you don't know what you missin', mamí
 Yeah, you won't get it, so go on with the trippin'
 Tommy where the O's fitted, boy, it's cold where we livin', yeah
 17, we was gettin' blowed in the Civic
 We would never scheme, only pull a hoe off the image
 'Cause I'm everything, that these niggas know that they isn't
 And I never dream, put it on the flow, then I get it, yeah
 Six, five, four, eight (What?)
 That's my money PIN
 Don't flex fake pape' (No)
 Check me take these wins
 Flexin' like a cheapskate (Cheap)
 Got a shiny grin
 Money wide, like a cape
 I don't fuck with crêpes
 What's for din', mate?
 Eatin' 40K steak off a gold plate (Skrrt)
 Got green, red, blue, money and it ain't fake
 I said green money, red money, blue money, wait
 It's a green, red, blue, money gettin kind of day (Uh)
 Tell me if I overstep, Prozac
 Might just make a rack and then I'd spend it on a plaque
 I need that bag, make sure it's big
 I don't do trig', I don't do math
 But I can sure as hell tell when the bag is lookin' thick
 If the money be a race, and I'm pumpin' up the pace
 If I break my leg from runnin' it, I'll cop a golden brace
 If your girl see my waist, yeah, it's straight to first base
 And these zeroes give me faith, let me put you in your place
 You a comma, all you do is cause a little bit of that drama
 I'm a bougie ass G.O.A.T., bitch, call me llama
 Tommy on my body while I'm flexin' in Bahama
 Lookin' for an avocado, thinkin' 'bout guala
 Green money, red money, blue money, bitch
 Green money, red money, blue money, bitch (Ha)
 Green money, red money, blue money, bitch
 Ayy, I ain't think I got complaints
 Yeah, I feel ecstatic
 Got my money where I wanted it to be
 I can't complain, I just got bumped up to a first class seat
 Is this flight attendant really tryna hit on me?
 I don't know, maybe it's a possibility that I smash
 14 hours on a flight, I will not pass up ass
 Find me on an island, day dreamin' about the cash
 Foreign money, yeah, I got it, lots of rain, lots of sun
 That's a rainbow, check my wallet
 I got green money, red money, blue money, bitch
 Green money, red money, blue money, bitch
 Green money, red money, blue money, bitch
 Ha ha ha
 It's bbno$