Yeah

[Intro] Yeah 
Money talk 
Tachi Ayy (skrrt) 
[Verse 1] Wake up, count a stack on the dresser 
Phone blowin’ up, that’s pressure 
Shorty in my bed, new texture
 Say she love a boss, not a lecturer 
Chrome on the waist, that’s tachi 
Whole team eat, hibachi 
Bands in the safe, too stocky 
Walk in the spot, get cocky (woo) 
Two phones, one for the flip 
One just buzz for the trip 
Both hands heavy, that drip
 Whole life feel like a script 
[Chorus] Money, money, money on me (on me) 
Bad little thing on the front seat (front seat) 
Tachi on my hip for the wrong beef (brrah)
 If you talk slick, you don’t talk cheap 
Money, money, money, we don’t stand still (nah) 
Shorty wanna ride for the fast thrill (skrrt) 
Told her if she slide, better stand real 
Whole city know what the cash feel 
[Verse 2] 
She wanna vibe with a winner (winner) 
Took her out once, new dinner 
Left that place, still richer 
Turn my ex to a ghost, no picture 
Whole life loud, no silence 
Turn broke days into diamonds 
Used to split fries with the hybrids 
Now we split checks with the pilots (yeah) 
Big body ride, that foreign 
Engine talk back, I floor it 
She said “boy, you too important” 
I said “girl, you late, you tardy” (ha)
 [Chorus]
 Money, money, money on me (on me) 
Bad little thing on the front seat (front seat)
 Tachi on my hip for the wrong beef (brrah) 
If you talk slick, you don’t talk cheap 
Money, money, money, we don’t stand still (stand still)
 Shorty wanna ride for the fast thrill (fast thrill)
 Told her if she slide, better stand real 
Whole city know what the cash feel (cash feel)