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[Chorus:]

Whole bunch of money on my mind Im a bank teller

Pharmaceuticals in the trap nigga I'm a dope seller

Margiela thousand dollars for the tennis shoes

Make the money, blow the money, blow the money, make the money


[Verse 1:]

I just blew a sack in Saks

Closet looking like it's Neimans

Smoking on that woo sipping Act got me feeling like a demon

Got me feeling like a monster plus Im bumping Monster by my nigga Future

Met a bitch so real told her I'm marry her I can tell the future

Yea bitch Im a profit

Wake up everyday and profit

Wake up everyday with new haters knowing niggas can't stop me

You a hater boy I want to thank you

Motivate me to get this paper

Motivate me to fuck your bitches thank me later

Million dollars and I threw it

Half a million on a coupe

2 million dollar budget I said fuck it swinging out the stu

I been trapping out the booth

Coke prices through the roof

Yea the prices prices hella high high cause it's desert storm DJ Clue


[Chorus:]

Whole bunch of money on my mind Im a bank teller

Pharmaceuticals in the trap nigga I'm a dope seller

Margiela thousand dollars for the tennis shoes

Make the money, blow the money, blow the money, make the money


[Verse 2:]

In the hood giving loans

Investment property buying homes

Invest in pack that strong

Fuck a CP I trust no man

Uncle Sam I be taxing niggas then withdraw it like a ATM

Hood rich Im a trap music but Im popping pills bumping EDM

I just been moving the bank then put a [?] in the vault

Had to withdrew bout a bag money been all in my thoughts

Tell the security we good

Boy we come straight out the hood

We don't trust niggas with badges only fuck bitches with asses

Nigga late on a payment make him pay interest

Nigga late on the payment take em to the trenches

I can count the money backwards

Yeah I rap but I'm not a rapper

Life a movie but I'm not acting ain't no cut scenes straight action


[Chorus:]

Whole bunch of money on my mind Im a bank teller

Pharmaceuticals in the trap nigga I'm a dope seller

Margiela thousand dollars for the tennis shoes

Make the money, blow the money, blow the money, make the money

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