Bricks this shit finna kill these niggas
Yeah you feel me man

We got diamonds in my watch 
Every time I walk through yeah
Maybe you won't dance
Better make that money move yeah
Had a quarter in my pants
But that money made you girl
Money ain't a thang
Baby hopping in the Range yeah
Plenty different years
I was looking for them bands yeah
Make em make em pretty
I on really love that thang girl
Pull up in a Porsche
And we left up in the Benz yeah
When I hopped up out the Porsche
With the gang and not no friends yeah

I was in the trap house really
Tryna make me a mill no philly
Now I'm live in the radio
I can't even answer the Lizzy I'll still do drillings
I ain't gotta say who's been scoring these points you can even ask siri (Turn)
S-line whip I love false dingers
My young boy still do it on drillies
Bad B's come to the nizz
We don't want none of that love from Kiki (Told me turn ayy)
Bomb uptown with a pocket rocket all plat play freaky (Told me turn)
Summertime still looking like it's freezing
And all of this ice looking like it's leaking (One)
Turn 10 and the fiends still fiending
And the lease still decent

We got diamonds in my watch
Every time I walk through yeah
Maybe you won't dance
Better make that money move yeah
Had a quarter in my pants
But that money made you girl
Money ain't a thang
Baby hopping in the Range yeah
Plenty different years
I was looking for them bands yeah
Make em make em pretty
I on really love that thang girl
Pull up in a Porsche
And we left up in the Benz yeah
When I hopped up out the Porsche
With the gang and not no friends yeah

I can't trust nobody
I can't even trust my friends
All my homies locked up
I ain't talking bout no fence
Balling like I'm Jordan and these haters on the bench
Baddies in my car switching lanes your shit rented
Cooling with your ho Friday night I'm watching Netflix
Money come and go run it up and I'ma spend it
I was tryna hit the stain
Baby I feel like the man yeah
Remember I was broke running to the bank
I ain't had no change yeah

We got diamonds in my watch
Every time I walk through yeah
Maybe you won't dance
Better make that money move yeah
Had a quarter in my pants
But that money made you girl
Money ain't a thang
Baby hopping in the Range yeah
Plenty different years
I was looking for them bands yeah
Make em make em pretty
I on really love that thang, girl
Pull up in a Porsche
And we left up in the Benz yeah
When I hopped up out the Porsche
With the gang and not no friends, yeah