Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Money Man
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tysen Jay Bolding
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
LaLaTheDJ
Produzent:in
King Osama
Produzent:in
Nile Wave
Produzent:in
Songteksten
Mama seen some graves and prison
I got some partners who stuck in the system
When I got rich, I completed the mission
She throw me that pussy, you know I'ma kill it
I take a bag, and you know I'ma feel it
It ain't no question, you know I'ma get it
No I'm not normal, I gotta pull up in Rolls and Porsches
Had to go talk to a boss, I be morphin'
Havin' that work, I got plenty of employment
She gave me face, and I really enjoyed it
Eight different whips, I got plenty of choices
Rockin' that Rollie, this shit is an oyster
When I'm inside her, I'm feelin' the moisture
Stand at the store, used to trappin' and loiterin'
Now I be talkin' to powerful lawyers
All of my bitches are cream of the crop
We pullin' out sticks when we hear the door knock
My young **** back in my hood is like watch
My bitch is a stallion, I love when she trot
We finna slide, is you ready or not
Turn up, arenas we packin' em out
She make that ass go round and round
In Dior, I used to wear hand-me-down's
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag ****
Ain't nothin' but bad bitches
Ain't nothin' but bad bitches
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag ****
Ain't nothin' but bad bitches
Ain't nothin' but bad bitches
Rup up that bag ****
Run up that bag
Run up that bag ****
Met a B, and I'm tryna be set
In the Hawk, I had got in a wreck
Got an AP, It's factory set
Model bitches be givin' me sex
Yeah
Count so much cash I had cut two of my fingers (Yeah)
VVS stone, Ali just iced out my pinkie
Fuck **** get head shots
Bad bitches with ass shots
Made a million from an iPhone and a couple Macbook laptops
Used to sleep on an air mattress, now I rock Moncler jackets
New Dior favor New Balance
These **** don't want no static
Ride through my old hood, givin' hundreds out to the little kids
Put money on my partner books in the pen
Who done got hit with bids
I done seen too much murder, got blood all in my eyelids
Havin' all these clothes, I spent 12k on two fits
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag ****
Ain't nothin' but bad bitches
Ain't nothin' but bad bitches
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag
Run up that bag ****
Run up that bag ****
Ain't nothin' but bad bitches
Ain't nothin' but bad bitches
Rup up that bag ****
Run up that bag
Run up that bag ****
Written by: Tysen Jay Bolding