Money Up

[Hook – Kissie Lee] You only want me when the money up Only want me when the money up Fell down, now a trill nigga getting up I was down, you ain’t even want to hit me up Only want me when the money up Never want me when the money low They ask why the way that we are Walk in this bitch like a star [Verse 1 – Scotty ATL] Grinding, I been tryna get the money up Montana, tryna get the Tony up Riding past niggas, only dudes I be laughing at Nigga like that, her name Freddy huh? 3 or 4 trips ‘fore the bank close Only bad bitches, no stank hoes Nigga like bitches these days so I never feel bad when I call a nigga’s fake hoes Phone off the hook, that’s a good day Hit my connect for the foot play I’ve been waiting [?], you cherry [?]nigga, you can have what the hook say Came up, I ain’t even ash out Ear to the street like headphones Dollar and a dream, pull up, hustling Now a nigga blowing up like NAS-ow Hater like that don’t make no sense Mama proud that she made a go getter Taking pictures of a fly ass nigga in the club Looking fresh like a motherfucking gold dealer [Hook] [Verse 2 – Scotty ATL] We smoke the killing shit dog Stack up till money reach up to the ceiling shit dog All of these niggas they rap, but my shit different They really be feeling me dog Damn that’s a hell of a car Nigga I bought it, these niggas be renting it dog Damn [?] go far They just be talking, we really be kicking it dog Old school, looking like [?] Pour a little coke in the Cognac Smoking like boss in the [?] session Posted in the bed like Fat Matty They ain’t wanna see me on top like cream I’m the cream of the crop, bending corners in the drop She ain’t wanna ask a million cops, and you see a nigga ride Till you see a young nigga finna park Ku Klux niggas, we the only real niggas We the only real niggas sitting at the fucking top 24 7 got niggas on call, I’m a fiend for the money and the screen getting guap [Hook]