Hoodrich Pablo Juan - Money On Fleek lyrics

[Chorus] I like my b**hes thick I like my money on fleek Pop a Xan, don't go to sleep Get on that molly, that X, get geeked All of my b**hes are freaks All of my diamonds, they water like seas Everyday, I put designer on my feet Smoke out the pound of the cookies and leaves I like my money real crispy Pour a four in Hitech and I mixed it Keep the cash in the back with me like I missed it The lean, the Percs, the Xans, prescriptions You say you a m**m, then why you wear Christians? I put the Dior on like the old-school Pistons Rocking Louis and Gucci, mix it Make a movie with a video vixen [Verse 1] Yeah, dressing like I just got styled by Ian Hoes chasing me like I got warrants, I'm fleeing Chasing with Cartiers, switched out the lens Your b**h, she a freak, she got f**ed in the Benz Copped a Christian Louboutin for every cent Popped me a Xan, geeked up again Everywhere I go, I got racks like a ten I got water dripping on me Just got out the shower I'm on them Percs for that b**h for an hour Ghost, not Jamie in Power Call me 'Blo, I'm the one that gave her the powder I put the dick in her [?] Switching up the foreign, these ain't no rentals I got hard work, make it look so simple f** that, I totally left here with incidentals I like exotic women, cars, and weed Make your baby momma breastfeed Getting money, that's my destiny I get geeked up on that ecstasy Trap going hard for my dope cooking recipe Smoke out a pound of the cookies and grabba leaves You a p**y, you can't stand next to me I got stripes, make a call like the referee [Chorus] I like my b**hes thick I like my money on fleek Pop a Xan, don't go to sleep Get on that molly, that X, get geeked All of my b**hes are freaks All of my diamonds, they water like seas Everyday, I put designer on my feet Smoke out the pound of the cookies and leaves I like my money real crispy Pour a four in Hitech and I mixed it Keep the cash in the back with me like I missed it The lean, the Percs, the Xans, prescriptions You say you a m**m, then why you wear Christians? I put the Dior on like the old-school Pistons Rocking Louis and Gucci, mix it Make a movie with a video vixen [Verse 2] We shooting at n***as, we ain't doing no dissing f**ing b**hes, we ain't doing no kissing Everything that I wear is expensive I don't wanna f**, I just want your dentures Ice on my neck, got it cold like the winter Frostbite pinky ring, thats like December Lions all over my Gucci like Simba f** on your b**h, treat her just like a rental You can [?] how I wake up and dress Pour us a four of that Hitech I can put ice in my cup from my neck I came in the foreign, gon' make her wet Left the j**eler with a pool party Selling white girl for the youngin', iCarly VS1 diamonds, they clear like Bacardi Fly n***a, I be walking hardly Hoodrich, I been that since [?] Strapped like the military, I'm the Sargeant He a plate, he don't know he a target Diamonds hitting like [?] She gon' ride it like it's a Ferrarri My n***as one hundred, we ain't never sorry f** if you like me, I'ma get it regardless I go to Cali and smoke out the forest