Gyal take time make your body move slow
I like your money move, lemme take control
Rollin' wid gang and she gully like dat
She got da good-good
Baby show me dem stacks
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
She not gon' chop my money (she never gon' chop my money)
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
She not gon' chop my money
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah my money

Pretty girls wanna pattern with man
But your bae watching like Pamela An'
She like "What's that smell?"
That's Paco Rabanne
Have you ever had to drive with a pack on a ban?
Big bumper fitting in jeans
I'm like OMG
Kissing my teeth
If you ever knew what my shop did in a week (mad)
All I do is talk money, dats a figure of speech
When I slide 'round, forget your eyebrows
Come back it up like your iCloud
Lay the pipe down
Now your roommates telling you to pipe down

Gyal take time make your body move slow
I like your money move, lemme take control
Rollin' wid gang and she gully like dat
She got da good-good
Baby show me dem stacks
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
She never chop my money (She never chop my money)
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
Never chop my money
Yeah, yeah

No more talking
Can I hit it in the morning?
Halfway you're screaming out
I ain't even put it all in
Hit it right, now you're having trouble walking
I shoulda given you a warning
That's a damn shame
Skrr-skrr in a Rover
Ay, your body shapes ain't Cola
Ay, your best friend tryna cock-block
Man I hop she get Ebola
Ayy, girls keep asking for my government
Why you wanna know? You ain't the government
The whole team here, Why you cuffin' it?
Damn shame, no sucking shit

Gyal take time, make your body move slow
I like your money move, lemme take control
Rollin' wid gang and she gully like dat
She got da good-good
Baby show me dem stacks
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
She never chop my money (She never chop my money)
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
Never chop my money (Never chop my money)
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
She never chop my money (She never chop my money)
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
Never chop my money
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah my money

I'm all about my money
Designer we step of course
It's funny how my lifestyle change
7 on a coat, and it don't even keep me warm
Shotter, we the shotter
We don't tek no talk
You look like suttin' that I sexed before
Babe I'm kidding, babe I'm kidding
Hold her arm loose on the end young boss, ayy
'Nuff times I pull up on dem
Paigan, na paigan we can't be friend
She love me and her friends love my friends
All about money, so we don't need dem

Gyal take time make your body move slow
I like your money move, lemme take control
Rollin' wid gang and she gully like dat
She got da good-good, baby show me dem stacks
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
She not chop my money (She never chop my money)
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
Never chop my money (She never chop my money)
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
She not chop my money (She never chop my money)
I'ma burn my money (I'ma burn, I'ma burn)
Never chop my money
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah my money

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Writer(s): Casyo Johnson, Darius Ellington-Forde, Gregory Dowling, James Grant, Joy Ebamba-Ndabala, Jyrelle O'Connor, Karl Wilson, Shane Johnson, Tracey Kelliher