New $$$

[Produced by Pablo Dylan] [Hook][x2] New money, same girl as last season They know I’mma, your girl know me from a tumblr And I might touch her, we can feed you all the Ms We call this new money, new money [Verse 1] Been the future since Marty McFly Back then they didn’t love me Back then I was riding round with them tools fam I’m back man, and I’m black man Niggas say I look like batman If you know that shit then you a real fan You probably knew I’d blow to this C4, syntax, line scale, pro step, pro move, pro tip, never went through nets Step it up, level up Work your move, January said I’d kill the summer Tom Merrello gave a nigga Vine Fan base growing, smoking weed to us Know these others got some pressure in em OGG they get to breathe through us [?] in a Prius, now they in the dopest [?] And it came straight from Pablo, I’m with extra tired Can you fill my gas up, this a work of art, I’m a god [?], kicking shits, I just squash the beef [?] the beat, fuck em fuck em fuck em OGG But it’s MMG [Hook][x2] [Verse 2] And I’m at it again, what the hell he gone do next Best bet go all in and shut the fuck up It’s part planning and it’s partly luck Best believe in your damn self, I been thinking wealth since them [?] Goddamn we been plotting plenty See the lot was empty now we built a house Accent with that Fendi couch, where your bitch sat with that pretty mouth She don’t talk a lot, got tall tricks Man Hollywood, I’mma dump shit And the heels kicking like it’s Kill Bill The [?] got the real deal I ain’t got it fast cause I’m so god bodied And like every party I’mma get it started I’mma deck the game, I'm like Leonardo I’mma leave this shit departed, I was training for it When I wrote the murder, I was aiming for it when I mixed your melon Barely thank the lord and thank you, blessed But still I feel as though they want to test They make me take em down, and fuck the hesitation From a drummer, born and [?], we gone vegetation Where the gualas homie? [Hook][x2]