[Chorus: Skimane]
Why'm I gon stop'n explain, [?] my brain
Money over everything, money over everything
(x4)
[Verse 1: Skimane]
Everybody getting that paper, cash, cheese, mula, guap
Couple hundred dollars on a money dot
Scheming old folks make [?]
I ain't stoop that low yet, rather be broke than sell my soul
Better yet live modest and live honest, always gon get a deposit
Regardless, money over nonsense, I want change over nonsense
Gold watch on my wrist and leg, yeah, I'm Shawn Wayans when I'm flossing
And I'm tryna get fat no Ross fit [?] double under grind, that cross-fit
We ain't buying your bullsh** losses, [?] boss sh**
Skimane, aka Ralph Miller, aka Austin Layne
Making money [?] and I know it's the same
But hey, you know its folks k**ing they self anyway, might as well get paid
And I play no games when I say money over everything
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Word Play]
I'm all about the cash you'll never see me chasing a**
I got some major dreams so that's why I'm stacking all my cash
And I'm still the same n***a, Steak 'n Shake I dine and dash
3 blunts in rotation, pa**ing L's like we Steve Nash
Tryna f** a bad b**h and make another baby bash
Twilight in that p**y, leave my imprint on that a**
Grammy dreams, money bags, them my only two tasks
If I was in them streets I'd have some birds up in the stash
Word Play and Skimane, is like them Morris brothers
I want money, power, weed and y'all boys can have the others
Ya boy is always rapping, spending racks a week on trees
Always keeping sh** 1000 and I'm screaming LDV, goddamn
[Chorus]