Listen to Money Talking (feat. Nechie) by Gunna

Money Talking (feat. Nechie)

Gunna

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
Nechie
Nechie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nechie
Nechie
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wheezy
Wheezy
Producer

Lyrics

Hear that money talking I'm in designer walking I put that money all in Stack the money by the 10 40 thousand for the lens From a bucket to a Benz Nigga know I came to win I hear that money talking Hear that money calling I'm in the mall, I'm balling I gotta keep the carbon I ain't tryna bargain I cop the drop-top six I'm in the top cockpit Spit this shit up out the door Niggas know I keep the tone I can do it all alone Had to do it for my home Niggas 'till I'm moving on Got some money on the phone Got them shows on my own 57 for the shows Putting rappers on they toes Cause they know I ain't tote I can never break the code I will never ever fold This some shit I woulda hoped And then pulled up in a Rolls Everybody used to kick doors 'Till I pulled up on [?] road, and seen a spot full of yams I sold my first car and got a half a bag and started breaking down grams Now I'm texting Uncle Sam But the fucker started scamming Now I'm hopping on a gram Me and Nechie in a Lamb' Had to show 'em who I am Had to show 'em who I was Had to show 'em what I want Rock star with a bunch Niggas do it for the front 'Cept you should do it for the ones Tryna hit like Barry Bonds Make a million every month Hear that money talking I'm in designer walking I put that money all in Stack the money by the 10 40 thousand for the lens From a bucket to a Benz Nigga know I came to win I hear that money talking Hear that money calling I'm in the mall, I'm balling I gotta keep the carbon I ain't tryna bargain I cop the drop-top six I'm in the top cockpit Every time you see I poke my chest out And my life been looking good but I been stressed out For them niggas who talking big, you know they chests out Why the fuck you buy a vest, you want yo head clocked And when that money talk we cappin' out, what we live now Killing everything but the kids now, that how it is now I used to be broke, I walk around with a 10 now Ready to just spend on anything that I feel now Through these chrome heart lenses I see it all yeah I see the hate, I see the fake, I see the flawed yeah Fuck it we gon' ball yeah Stevie Wonder, see we getting cake, we getting it all yeah And we ain't playing with these hoes, cause we don't hear them all yeah Never fall, I stand tall on it Shit I just hit the light and cashed out on I bought a Mulsanne, and a new chain, you niggas too lame Kicking flavor like I'm Liu Kang from the south but I ain't 2 Chainz Hear that money talking I'm in designer walking I put that money all in Stack the money by the 10 40 thousand for the lens From a bucket to a Benz Nigga know I came to win I hear that money talking Hear that money calling I'm in the mall, I'm balling I gotta keep the carbon I ain't tryna bargain I cop the drop-top six I'm in the top cockpit
Writer(s): Wesley Tyler Glass, Sergio Kitchens, Ceron Robert Lee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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