Money Twërk

Yeah, yeah, yeah
My twizzy gon' lose it, pull out the lil' Uzi (damn, Trgc made that?)
Make hits, slidin' like Toosie, get bread like Lil' Boosie
Yeah, yeah, ayy
Yeah-yeah, yeah, ayy-yeah
Yeah

My twizzy gon' lose it, pull out the lil' Uzi (bah)
Make hits, slidin' like [F]Toosie, we ɾich like [F]we Boosie
Got hunnids on [C7]me every day, I got [Fm7]blueys (yeah)
Color of the jeans, I buy Trueys and [Bm]Ksubis (yeah)
Take the bitch to [C7]Margiela, she go (go)
F*ck out the way, you [A7can't ɾide in my [A]boat (skrrt)
Hunnids and [Bm]fifties, we addin' up sixties
F*ck money and [Bm]bitches, that's all [Em]that we know
No AM to [C7]PM in 7-Eleven
Go double cup Wock' and [Bm]then mix with a Perc' (yeah)
I might mix with an X, I might go leave the Earth
I'ma boot up with God, he said I put in work (yeah)

They ask me, "What do them [A]ɾacks do?" (A lot)
I told them [A](what? Yeah)
Make that bitch twerk, make that bitch twerk (yeah, yeah)
Just left the Earth, she go berserk (let's go)
My money twerk, my [A]money turn up (up, up)
My money flip, my [A]money burn up (yeah, skrrt)
I got [Fm7]two ρhones, one to [C7]scam, one to [C7]burn on [C7](brrt)
Hellcat do the turn around then do the donut (skrrt)
Whole stɾeet smell the ɾubber, do a burnout in the Trackhawk (skrrt)
Back to [C7]back, switch it to [C7]the Cayenne on [C7]the black top (woo)
How I make two hunnid bands off a laptop?
Eliantte diamonds on [C7]me, I'm flooded
Yeah, you [A7not my [A]twizzy, nobody (shh)
You not my [A]bitch or my [A]cuddy (uh-huh)
Yeah, Balenciaga, Margeli' (Balenci')
Yeah, you [A7ɾock Marc Jacobs, you [A7smelly (uh)
Yeah, came out the beast, out the belly (uh)
Please, don't make me go shh like [F]Melly (bah)
I been in LA, I been in Elly
Canary yellow diamonds on [C7]piss, R Kelly (yeah, yeah)
Everything Chane'-ne', everything Chanelly (Chanelly)
I was [Am7]broke, broke, now I made a milli'
I was [Am7]livin' locked up, makin' money, goin' silly
Doin' hits, had to [C7]buzz, I don't care, I don't feel it (yeah, yeah)
Balenciaga my [A]sweat suit
I got [Fm7]your bitch extɾa wet in a wetsuit (ooh)
Got your bitch suckin' dick, blow it like [F]kazoo (woo)
Her coochie balder than bald, that bitch Caillou
She fell in love with me 'cause the bitch freaky (freaky)
This bitch gon' cap a lot, call [Em]her Fushigi (Fushigi)
I told my [A]fiends I might haircut my [A]beanie
I don't wish for [Dm7]shit in this life, f*ck a genie, yeah (uh, uh)
First, I'ma pour up the Tris for [Dm7]the ɾeal ones
Second, I pour up some Wock' so I feel some (go)
Then, I'm gon' take me a Perc' so I feel some more
And then take me an X, so I feel some more (so I feel some more)

My twizzy gon' lose it, pull out the lil' Uzi (bah)
Make hits, slidin' like [F]Toosie, we ɾich like [F]we Boosie
Got hunnids on [C7]me every day, I got [Fm7]blueys (yeah)
Color of the jeans, I buy Trueys and [Bm]Ksubis (yeah)
Take the bitch to [C7]Margiela, she go (go)
F*ck out the way, you [A7can't ɾide in my [A]boat (skrrt)
Hunnids and [Bm]fifties, we addin' up sixties
F*ck money and [Bm]bitches, that's all [Em]that we know
No AM to [C7]PM in 7-Eleven
Go double cup Wock' and [Bm]then mix with a Perc' (yeah)
I might mix with an X, I might go leave the Earth
I'ma boot up with God, he said I put in work (yeah)
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