Money Up - MadeinTYO, Toro Y Moi

Money heavy, gotta keep an eye

On my people, on my baby, where they all reside (Ooh)

Cut the cheque, now I’m verified, ayy

Cop the check, now I’m worth the time, ayy

Check the cops, make 'em pay the fines

Riot in the street, like all the time, damn

Murda, murda, murda she wrote (She wrote)

Why they gotta hit so low?

(So low)

Undertaker, stay in the floor (Floor)

Why they gotta pistol blow?

(Blow)

Crowd roarin', that shit clear my mic

Crowd surfin', kicked out all the lights (Ooh)

Admission goin' up every night

Makin' me think twice, I’m like «Fuck, what’s my line?"(Skrr-skrr)

Uh, uh, bitch you know you lyin', no cap (Ooh)

'Bout to roll another one, yeah, and she throw it back (Phew)

Get your money up, don’t fuck the money up (Phew, phew)

Uh, get your money up, don’t fuck the money up (Skrr)