TO THE MONEY Lyrics by Lancey Foux
(Feat. Finessekid)
I speed up, I’m in a hurry
In Ferrari, I drive to the money
In London, I’m keepin’ it on me
I can’t get got like Sully (Ha)
I toss up the baddie, both hands
Gotta see if she really love me
I can pop out, just me, no bands
Gotta see if she really love me
I can pop out, just me, one man
I can pop out the beach, no sand
I’m keeping the heat, no tan
I walk in the bank and I’m up on a check
When they ask how I am, I’m glad (Okay)
Go aboard this suite, got a baddie, too sweet
So I’m pressin’ the jet to Japan (Okay)
Got a Cartier pressin’ my hand
Mob boss, I’m pressin’ her butt
Mob boss, they falling in love
With the baddies, they can’t stop lustin’
Too many, I double, I’m dutching
Too many, I can’t be your husband
Yeah, I’m shufflin’, baby, I’m hustlin’
In the car, but the baddie wan’ bust it
Had her hands up like she was tusslin’
Baby bands, I’m keepin’ ’em custody
Persaignan, I’m gone in the dust
New carats, okay, if I must
No challengers, I go and rob (Okay)
I speed up, I’m in a hurry
In Ferrari, I drive to the money
In London, I’m keepin’ it on me
I can’t get got like Sully (Ha)
I toss up the baddie, both hands
Gotta see if she really love me
I can pop out, just me, no bands
Gotta see if she really love me
Huh, little bit of this, little bit of that
Little bit of breast, whole lotta nyash
Bend your knees, touch your toes
Use your throat, use your hands
I come from Lambeth but I shut down Milan
And they gave me the bag, yes ma’am
She wanna fuck in the back of the coupe
But I ain’t got tints, so I might get a ban
I got smoke in her car, yeah, I might get a ban
Cali on the backseat, I play by her band
Sirens, I’ll give her the wap in my hand
War gun, you can get slapped from Taiwan
When I rock like Chris, hold this slap
When I rock like Uzi, put up your hands
The gang in Miami are calling me jit
The gang in Atlanta are calling me slatt
My girl don’t like me being in the industry
‘Cause she knows that I’m easy, huh
In the back of the Escala-dizzy
I just took a shroom like Luigi, huh
Yeah, I jump on the shrooms like Luigi, woah
I just took some X out the freezer, woah
I’m pressin’ the jet to Ibiza
Bad B from the Middle East, wanna sex on me
I speed up, I’m in a hurry
In Ferrari, I drive to the money
In London, I’m keepin’ it on me
I can’t get got like Sully (Ha)
I toss up the baddie, both hands
Gotta see if she really love me
I can pop out, just me, no bands
Gotta see if she really love me
