MarQuel - Money

Bridge:

Whip it up, pick it up, stack it up bricks

Moving O's, doing shows, making bread quick

The grind won't stop, Until I hit the top

Got to get the cream, Got to get the crop

Got to pay the rent, I won't be content
Until I've got a whole lot of money

Hook:

Until I've got a whole lotta paper

Until I can go buy me Jamaica

Until I own a piece of the Raiders

Until my whip got the seats with the gator

I want a whole lot of money

I said I want a whole lot of money

You bitches ain't taking it from me

Because I want a whole lot of money

Verse 1:

Get me some Coke and some Henny like Jason because this one goes out to my cousin

Boy you can keep all the hundreds and fifties because all that I want is the Tubmans
I run it up run it up Faster than Harriet stay underground like a railroad

Been flipping the ounces so much I can't count it by now I done flipped a whole bale though

I trap on the beach in my shell toes

Boy want a front I said hell no

That is bad business and I am not with it so don't make me laugh I'm not Elmo

Black in the streets looking stealthy

I got to because I'm looking wealthy

Because cancer ass niggas will come for your pockets whenever your wallet is healthy

I'm higher than flyer than Pegasus

But I do not smoke on them lettuces

These niggas are green because I am the king but I just go bask in the relishes

I almost caught a few sentences

But They didn't have enough evidence
Don't come to my residence deeper than Mexicans y'all not gonna book me it's evident


Bridge:

Whip it up, pick it up, stack it up bricks

Moving O's, doing shows, making bread quick

The grind won't stop, Until I hit the top

Got to get the cream, Got to get the crop

Got to pay the rent, I won't be content

Until I've got a whole lot of money

Hook:

Until I've got a whole lotta paper

Until I can go buy me Jamaica

Until I own a piece of the Raiders

Until my whip got the seats with the gator

I want a whole lot of money

I said I want a whole lot of money

You bitches ain't taking it from me

Because I want a whole lot of money

Verse 2:

Grip the grain and then I whip the thing to go and flip the bang I think I pimped the game

Imight have clinched the game when I just spit this flame now my competition wishin that they flow was tamed

No omission recognition y'all going to know my name

I smoke the new editions y'all don't blow the same

Make the right decisions put myself in tight positions driven by my vision thank you God for the rotos aye

Get a photo with me now for its too late

Not too long until I'm living out a suitcase

On the tour bus writing fire drinking ducé

Way too caught up in the money for the juicy, who say

That I can't make a milli off my music

I'm chasing gold like 1-9-7-2 in Munich

Yeah I do it for the unit did some tunin on my tunics

I rewrote my battle plan and Ima lose it when I use it like

Bridge:

Whip it up, pick it up, stack it up bricks

Moving O's, doing shows, making bread quick

The grind won't stop, Until I hit the top

Gotta get the cream, Gotta get the crop

Gotta pay the rent, I won't be content

Until I've got a whole lot of money

Hook:

Until I've got a whole lotta paper

Until I can go buy me Jamaica

Until I own a piece of the Raiders

Until my whip got the seats with the gator

I want a whole lot of money

I said I want a whole lot of money

You bitches ain't taking it from me

Because I want a whole lot of money

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