Wit This Money - Moneybagg Yo, YFN Lucci

I ain’t doin' shit with the money, I might as well buy me a coupe

I ain’t doin' shit with the money, I might buy my bitch one too

Ain’t doin' shit with the money, ain’t doin' shit with the money

Ain’t doin' shit with this money, ain’t doin' shit with this money

Ain’t doin' shit with the money, be honest I don’t know what to do

I ain’t doin' shit with this money, I might as well tell you the truth

Ain’t doin' shit with the money, ain’t doin' shit with the money

Ain’t doin' shit with this money, ain’t doin' shit with this money

Ain’t doing shit with it, built me a bitch with it

Serve you some wop then buy me a whip with it

Sippin' Act, apple cranberry mixed with it

How you say you street, you never been in it

Ain’t doing shit with this money

I might come and buy your team up ‘cause you can’t feed ‘em

Ain’t do nothing but get her hair and nails done

And now she got the big head like Gina

I’m in the building like bruh-man

Life in this bitch just like Conan

I’m not a yes, I’m a no man

Pull up, I’m dumping with one hand

I’m in Hawaii with wifebeaters

Smoking the blunt and her butt got a suntan

I’m poppin' percs, they turning me up

And I’m feeling like I’m a hype man

They just booked a nigga out in Cali

First class now I’m out of here

Walk in the spot and secure the bag

I don’t fuck with nobody here

I live my live past forty, haters they want to rewind

I went and bust down a Rollie, I call this shit perfect time

I ain’t doin' shit with the money, I might as well buy me a coupe

I ain’t doin' shit with the money, I might buy my bitch one too

Ain’t doin' shit with the money, ain’t doin' shit with the money

Ain’t doin' shit with this money, ain’t doin' shit with this money

Ain’t doin' shit with the money, be honest I don’t know what to do

I ain’t doin' shit with this money, I might as well tell you the truth

Ain’t doin' shit with the money, ain’t doin' shit with the money

Ain’t doin' shit with this money, ain’t doin' shit with this money

I just went a put a charm on the Cuban

Come in like a hoochie but the bitch from Cuba

Gave her a couple hundred, smacked her on the booty

Five grams rolled, smoking on the cutie

Told ‘em wish me well, know I fuck with Lucci

Man I swear I’m ‘bout to lose it

Talkin' shit, you gotta prove it

I’m ‘bout action like a movie

All of this money that’s bringing these problems

They talking, they lying, I’m sick of the gossip

Acting ass nigga need an Oscar

You know I got a real nigga posture

Finessed everybody, el

Street nigga but my swag proper

Eating steak, butter, and lobster

She’s gonna choose, how you gonna stop her?

Ain’t doin' shit with this money, ain’t doin' shit with this cash

I fucked up a bag

I won’t say shit with this money

I send a hit with this money, do you understand?

I tried to told you ain’t playing

Got 50K sitting on top of my hand

Get money was part of the plan

Pop a xanny then fuck on a fan

I ain’t doin' shit with the money, I might as well buy me a coupe

I ain’t doin' shit with the money, I might buy my bitch one too

Ain’t doin' shit with the money, ain’t doin' shit with the money

Ain’t doin' shit with this money, ain’t doin' shit with this money

Ain’t doin' shit with the money, be honest I don’t know what to do

I ain’t doin' shit with this money, I might as well tell you the truth

Ain’t doin' shit with the money, ain’t doin' shit with the money

Ain’t doin' shit with this money, ain’t doin' shit with this money