Money

[Hook: Young Scooter] Money, money, money, money 20’s, 50’s, hundreds Money, money, money, money We working them trenches In my neighborhood Everything all good Everybody get in to it Money, money, money, money 20’s, 50’s, hundreds Money, money, money, money [Verse 1: Young Scooter] A thousand, bricks Hector, he keep it coming Every day I cap a hundred Thousand, nigga I’m getting money So it’s no more serving junkies Thinking bout that half a mill, I drew it out the carcass Real shit, no lie, just me and a couple junkies That 4-4 shit have a nigga money hungry Keep 100 thousand on me To blow it with my homie [Hook] [Verse: Wiz Khalifa] Taylor, Gang Nigga I rep that over everything See me I live life in the fast lane Nigga I’m taking shots, smoking Mary Jane Don’t need security, I got my own goons Keep Forgiato rims on all my old schools Ain’t talking shit, boy i’m talking money Khalifa, throwing hundreds Fuck thirsty, them bitches hungry for this [Hook] [Verse: Young Scooter] Money, I wanna marry you You know I really need you Remember that day you left me I couldn’t believe it Couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn’t think I couldn’t do shit without you But them birds up under that sink Stretch 'em out, that’s what Young Scooter do Every hundred pack I get I bury bout a brick or two That’s just for the drop Whatever I get, that shit get ran through Drugs in the south, I made drugs out west too Take a chance for that paper, that’s what money do [Hook: Young Scooter] Money, money, money, money 20’s, 50’s, hundreds Money, money, money, money