"If It Don't Make Money" lyrics
(Johnny Flame make that shit hard)
(Iggy made it) Ayy, yeah
Gang, skii
It don't make money, it don't make sense to me
If it don't make money, it don't make sense to me (Yeah)
Forty on my wrist and my neck like one-fifty (Damn)
You the type of nigga that would sign a three-sixty (Dumbass)
Always dick-ridin', you act just like P. Diddy (Ugh)
Somethin' like LeBron, came in with that heat with me
All my hoes fine, all my bitches real pretty (On God)
It's been seven hours and lil' brodie still sticky (Damn)
Fuckin' IG models you've been dreamin' 'bout hittin' (Ugh)
Just made like forty thousand, lil' bitch, I'm not kiddin' (Ch-ching)
You ain't tryna get rich, pussy, I can't rock with you (Yeah)
Took the roof off this bitch, slidin' with the top missin' (Skrrt)
We got grown man money, me and my niggas not children
Gettin' money while you sittin' 'round chillin'
I just wanna count millions, break my bank account, nigga
All this water on me, I might drown, nigga
Put the hoes before the money, yeah, you a clown, nigga
We been smokin' so much loud, I can't hear a sound, nigga
I'ma beat her down until your bitch get out, nigga (Ugh)
You ain't talkin' money, broke boy, you just sound silly (Silly boy)
He can't up that bag 'cause that nigga not really gettin' money (Yeah)
Real rich nigga, baby, I can get it if I want it
Bitch, I'm pimpin', I ain't trippin', I will not fall for no woman (Rich)
I'm the kid the broke niggas hate, the bad bitches love
This bitch got a whole lot of cake, I told her back it up (Skii)
If it don't make money, it don't make sense to me (Yeah)
Forty on my wrist and my neck like one-fifty (Damn)
You the type of nigga that would sign a three-sixty (Dumbass)
Always dick-ridin', you act just like P. Diddy (Get off my dick)
Somethin' like LeBron, came in with that heat with me (Yeah)
All my hoes fine, all my bitches real pretty (Ugh)
It's been seven hours and lil' brodie still sticky (Damn)
Fuckin' IG models you've been dreamin' 'bout hittin' (Ugh)
Just made like forty thousand, lil' bitch, I'm not kiddin' (Ch-ching)
You ain't tryna get rich, pussy, I can't rock with you (Ugh)
Took the roof off this bitch, slidin' with the top missin' (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
We got grown man money, me and my niggas not children (Ain't no damn kid)
Pussy boy, we not children
We got grown man money, pussy boy, we not children
On God, nigga
Gang, ayy, skii
If it don't make money, it don't make sense to me
Forty on my wrist and my neck like one-fifty
Ice, ice, ice
(Iggy made it) Ayy, yeah
Gang, skii
It don't make money, it don't make sense to me
If it don't make money, it don't make sense to me (Yeah)
Forty on my wrist and my neck like one-fifty (Damn)
You the type of nigga that would sign a three-sixty (Dumbass)
Always dick-ridin', you act just like P. Diddy (Ugh)
Somethin' like LeBron, came in with that heat with me
All my hoes fine, all my bitches real pretty (On God)
It's been seven hours and lil' brodie still sticky (Damn)
Fuckin' IG models you've been dreamin' 'bout hittin' (Ugh)
Just made like forty thousand, lil' bitch, I'm not kiddin' (Ch-ching)
You ain't tryna get rich, pussy, I can't rock with you (Yeah)
Took the roof off this bitch, slidin' with the top missin' (Skrrt)
We got grown man money, me and my niggas not children
Gettin' money while you sittin' 'round chillin'
I just wanna count millions, break my bank account, nigga
All this water on me, I might drown, nigga
Put the hoes before the money, yeah, you a clown, nigga
We been smokin' so much loud, I can't hear a sound, nigga
I'ma beat her down until your bitch get out, nigga (Ugh)
You ain't talkin' money, broke boy, you just sound silly (Silly boy)
He can't up that bag 'cause that nigga not really gettin' money (Yeah)
Real rich nigga, baby, I can get it if I want it
Bitch, I'm pimpin', I ain't trippin', I will not fall for no woman (Rich)
I'm the kid the broke niggas hate, the bad bitches love
This bitch got a whole lot of cake, I told her back it up (Skii)
If it don't make money, it don't make sense to me (Yeah)
Forty on my wrist and my neck like one-fifty (Damn)
You the type of nigga that would sign a three-sixty (Dumbass)
Always dick-ridin', you act just like P. Diddy (Get off my dick)
Somethin' like LeBron, came in with that heat with me (Yeah)
All my hoes fine, all my bitches real pretty (Ugh)
It's been seven hours and lil' brodie still sticky (Damn)
Fuckin' IG models you've been dreamin' 'bout hittin' (Ugh)
Just made like forty thousand, lil' bitch, I'm not kiddin' (Ch-ching)
You ain't tryna get rich, pussy, I can't rock with you (Ugh)
Took the roof off this bitch, slidin' with the top missin' (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
We got grown man money, me and my niggas not children (Ain't no damn kid)
Pussy boy, we not children
We got grown man money, pussy boy, we not children
On God, nigga
Gang, ayy, skii
If it don't make money, it don't make sense to me
Forty on my wrist and my neck like one-fifty
Ice, ice, ice
