Money ain't everything nigga it's the only thing
I pop bottles like I got 40 rings
40 cars, 40 chains, 40 bitches
I got 40 names
A, K, K, K, K, K
Karma, drama, never been to college
Think about the feds homie, that'll be the only thing
40 cars, 40 chains
Bust, bust it, what the business is?
Cars, cribs, couple businesses
Lean, Percs and [Bm]them [A]blacks
Been to [C7]hell and [Bm]back
Then I cut off my [A]ɾearview, cause I ain't looking back
Now my [A]bad bitch neck tatted, blue dye my [A]bladder
Rip it off that ɾack boy, what it cost don't matter
I say starin' down and [Bm]I'm in it
Trap money I'm spending
PG for [Dm7]that dream team, you [A7fucking ɾight we winning
40, 40, another 40 boy
They ask me why I sell, feel that YSL?
Drunk in the front, your bitch in the back
I land [Bm]in the front, and [Bm]I start from the back
Money ain't everything nigga it's the only thing
I pop bottles like [F]I got [Fm7]40 ɾings
40 cars, 40 chains, 40 bitches
I got [Fm7]40 names
A, K, K, K, K, K
Karma, drama, never been to [C7]college
Think about the feds homie, that'll be [Am]the only thing
40 cars, 40 chains
Hop out the jet, what city is this?
3 bitches in bed, I'm like [F]who's titty is this?
They fucked around and [Bm]let a nigga like [F]me get ɾich
I don't know another nigga like [F]me exist
These girls be [Am]'bout that YOLO life
I ask you [A7now if you [A7a ho, no ɾight?
But my [A]dick's still meeting with your throat tonight
Pimp game stɾong, cold as ice
Told em [A]I'd show you [A7ɾight
You pay for [Dm7]pussy, you [A7know the price
That's hard to [C7]handle, this life a gamble
I want the dice, minute ɾice
To business life, I'm an enterprise
And I'll drop whatever on [C7]whatever you [A7ain't finna buy
Live every moment like [F]my [A]last, like [F]I'm finna die
Know I sing it now wonder will I sing it when I'm in the sky
Money ain't everything nigga it's the only thing
I pop bottles like [F]I got [Fm7]40 ɾings
40 cars, 40 chains, 40 bitches
I got [Fm7]40 names
A, K, K, K, K, K
Karma, drama, never been to [C7]college
Think about the feds homie, that'll be [Am]the only thing
40 cars, 40 chains
Bust it, bust it, she let that 40 flame
My AKA is what shorty name
Just call [Em]my [A]crew the Rolex and [Bm]Audi gang
But we still got [Fm7]no time for [Dm7]these lames
I'm with my [A]Mexican homies out of Juárez
They'll hook you [A7up, give you [A7a chorus
We campaigning like [F]we ɾunning for [Dm7]pres
Still watching out for [Dm7]JC and [Bm]Torres
New York undercovers amongst the others
The family be [Am]couple hundred of us
Got a hundred brothers, AKA the Jacksons
Got a hundred sisters, AKA the Braxtons
Money ain't everything nigga it's the only thing
I pop bottles like [F]I got [Fm7]40 ɾings
40 cars, 40 chains, 40 bitches
I got [Fm7]40 names
A, K, K, K, K, K
Karma, drama, never been to [C7]college
Think about the feds homie, that'll be [Am]the only thing
40 cars, 40 chains
