Dipset - Have My Money lyrics

I'm all about this moolah, I'm all about this bread And if I get caught slippin', I can end up in the feds b**h better have my money (my money), n***a better have my money (my money) b**h better have my money (my money), n***a better have my money (my money) My man, baby mom, in the morning, tell 'em "GM" Kiss 'em on the forehead and take the keys to his BM Ain't even gon' tell you, got the code to his DM I hit her on the 'Gram like hashtag free 'em I'm biased, but all I got for these hoes is papaya I done drove ever car, no liar I ain't talking music when I say I did sh** with Mariah Nick wasn't there, nor was Mottola Sittin' on the crates, gun in the stroller I was selling coke, no joke, no cola Just made a quarter 'mil off Ebola, what's up? I'm all about this moolah, I'm all about this bread And if I get caught slippin', I can end up in the feds b**h better have my money (my money), n***a better have my money (my money) b**h better have my money (my money), n***a better have my money (my money) I got b**hes that could chef up a kilo Dominican, he had the best perico And we just trying not to catch the Rico Remember what Mitch had heard from Rico? Well, n***as die every day, B I'm getting money, getting fly, every day B I pulled up onside the real AZ And I was young when they tried to k** AZ We kept it mob style like wip wop Audemars styling on the wristwatch Still do Harlem in my flip-flops Summertime, hoppin' out the 'Rari with the missing top I'm all about this moolah, I'm all about this bread And if I get caught slippin', I can end up in the feds b**h better have my money (my money), n***a better have my money (n***a my money) b**h better have my money (my money), n***a better have my money Living life big, this that mo' money sh** So no matter what I get, I'm screaming mo' money, b**h! Mo' money coming in, mo' money spent Smelling like money, that's that mo' money scent AMG kit, this that mo' money band Knock-knock open the door, I'm letting mo' money in She like, "What's this mo' money' sh**?" I'm like them n***as that you with, I'm getting mo' money than Pockets full of Chuck-E-Cheese I'm under the money tree and I'm just catching all the leaves She just want to feel the breeze I just want her on her knees, cold n***a, antifreeze I'm all about this moolah, I'm all about this bread And if I get caught slippin', I can end up in the feds b**h better have my money (my money), n***a better have my money (my money) b**h better have my money (my money), n***a better have my money (my money)