Money Up - Rich Gang, Jacquees, Birdman

I seen it all, I done it all, I did it

I just need one time for the one time, is you with it?

I’m still all out pipes when I come 'round in the city

I’m so up right now, right now

‘Cause my money up, my money up, my money up

I done got my money up, my money up, my money up

I got my money up, my money up, my money up

I done got my money up, my money up, my money up

I done got my money up

Damn, girl, is you with it?

The money coming, fresh printed

The Harley bike’s not rented

Windows on the whip tinted

In the kitchen, wrist spinnin'

Money stretch like I come from the powder

I want the money and power

Mama make five digits a year

I need that shit every hour

And I’m smoking on kush out from Cali

That shit going sour

I skrrt on the Ducati bike, going 155

You a bitch, you a coward

We the opposite, do not approach me

The jewelry closet like a ocean

The Cristal bottles toastin'

This pimpin' do not need no coachin'