Bag of Money (Remix)

(Maybach music)
Money over everything
Self-made
Right now with Charly
We looking like money
I'm talking about real money (Maybach music)

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always rides it for me
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always rides it for me

She got me caught up in the moment (she got me caught up in the moment)
She got me caught up in the moment (she got me caught up in the moment)
I only kiss her when she on it
Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me

I fuck her good and she always rides it for me
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always rides it for me
Temporary forever, levitate with a nigga
I can teach you till you hate me but you hate them Naval kisses

We can do like eight positions
Hit it til your make up missing
Baby girl my stroke official
And you know I paint that picture
Hoes on my line, most of 'em nine's
Couple of 'em dimes but all my hoes is hard to find
And I ain't always on the prowl
It's just my soda mixed with brown

Got me quite open for a while
So let me in or let me out
And I like my marijuana bright
And I like my window tinted out
Shout out them strippers who hustle
Yeah George you know what this about
I just might throw a big amount
Don't know if I'm 'posed to take you out

I just know I'm 'posed to praise you up
Don't mean I ain't 'posed to take you down, word up
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always rides it for me
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always rides it for me
My bitch bad looking like a bag of money
Every time she fuck me she say "Can I have some money?"
And I say, "Can I get a threesome?"
She say "Boy, you funny"
But I be like foreal, just pick up that phone call on one of your girls
When I'm on that pill, and I pop that perc
Girl, I put in that work

Long as she comes to me first it's 14 racks what I put on that purse
Shit that Birkin bag makes the old dude mad
When I murk through passed in a dark blue jag
Say she likes my style but I talk too fast
And I got that drive, and she just might crash hold up
She say she fucking with me the long way
She gon' ride this dick I had a long day
Nigga look at my bitch you looking the wrong way

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always rides it for me
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me

I fuck her good and she always rides it for me
She got me caught up in the moment (she got me caught up in the moment)
She got me caught up in the moment (she got me caught up in the moment)
I only kiss her when she on it
Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning
(Maybach music)