Payday - Derek Pope

I smell money outside your door

But I don’t fuck with y’all hoes no more

Even for a million dollars

And think what you do for a million

I be up just let me blow

Pocket full of shapes all made of gold

Ooh, phones keeps ringing like we got snow

Ooh, plugs still dry tell me it ain’t so, ooh

Gold up on the ak’s (we all want a payday)

Say gold up on the ak’s (we all want a payday)

I smell money outside your door

But I don’t fuck with y’all hoes no more

Even for a million dollars

And think what you do for a million

Checks in the bank every other week

Checking my phone

I be too high like please don’t speak

Everything I feel out of your reach, yeah

Gold up on the ak’s (we all want a payday)

Say gold up on the ak’s (we all want a payday)

I smell money outside your door

But I don’t fuck with y’all hoes no more

Even for a million dollars

And think what you do for a million