Money Fein Lyrics by Wizz Havinn is brand new song sung by Wizz Havinn and music of this latest song is given by AztroInTheCut, thankyoudesmos. Money Fein song lyrics are also penned down by Wizz Havinn.
Song: | Money Fein |
Singer: | Wizz Havinn |
Music: | AztroInTheCut, thankyoudesmos |
Lyrics: | Wizz Havinn |
Album: | Super Wizz (2023) |
Money Fein Lyrics
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Trap jumpin’ like a trampoline, ayy (Like a trampoline)
Don’t need a n!gga, got my own cheese, ayy (Got my own cheese)
Hit the sticky, make your shoulder lean, n!gga (Make your shoulder lean)
Just in three months, I made a hundred G’s, n!gga (Made a hundred G’s)
You ain’t never seen a hundred P’s
I know for damn sure I served a hundred fiends (Yeah, yeah)
Eatin’ oxtail and cabbage, like my money green (Like my money green)
Boy, that cheese give me a high, I’m a money fiend (Yeah)
Ayy, hustle, hustle, hustle, that sh!t in my genes (That sh!t in my genes)
I’ll bust a stupid buster, got it in my jeans (Grr, baow)
I don’t f*ck with them lil’ suckers, they not with my team (They not with my team)
Hit that ho without a rubber, she pulled a Billie Jean (Damn, she pulled a Billie Jean)
Yeah (Hit that ho without a rubber, she pulled a Billie Jean)
Ho pulled a Billie Jean, man (Damn)
Uh (Damn, damn, damn), yeah
She thought I was the one (Uh)
Tried to put that damn baby on me, b!tch, you dumb (f*ck)
Runnin’ through these backends, it’s cuttin’ up my thumb (Uh-huh)
Inhalin’ gas pack in, it’s f*ckin’ up my lungs
Your b!tch love my song (Uh)
I ain’t even said a word, that ho was comin’ out her thong (Comin’ out her drawers)
N!ggas ain’t show no love when I first came out with songs (When I dropped my sh!t)
Went to jail for some petty sh!t, came out on bond (I was out the next morning)
Takin’ pictures with that check, but that’s not your funds (But that’s not yours)
Trap jumpin’ like a trampoline, ayy
Don’t need a n!gga, got my own cheese, ayy (Got my own cheese)
Hit the sticky, make your shoulder lean, n!gga (Brr)
Just in three months, I made a hundred G’s, n!gga (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You ain’t never seen a hundred P’s
I know for damn sure I served a hundred fiends
Eatin’ oxtail and cabbage, like my money green (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boy, that cheese give me a high, I’m a money fiend (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Trap jumpin’ like a trampoline, ayy
Don’t need a n!gga, got my own cheese, ayy
Hit the sticky, make your shoulder lean, n!gga
Just in three months, I made a hundred G’s, n!gga
You ain’t never seen a hundred P’s
I know for damn sure I served a hundred fiends
Eatin’ oxtail and cabbage, like my money green
Boy, that cheese give me a high, I’m a money fiend