Money Man - ATM lyrics
[Hook] If Cardi B tried to drop me in a hotel room i would've shot that b*tch right in her face I know how to trap so i don’t have to taste All these bags in da room all these glokks for safety All these hoes on my di*k they begging to f*ck all these clientel callin my phone for some loud This sh*t gone when you get here so buy this sh*t now Drop for the ticket it cannot come down Lil b*tch from Oakland in love with my sound After this song imma go di*k her down I made more from some children then I made from a verse I made more from a play then I made from a show I made more from a swiper then I made from a stream Gotta 50 from luxury daily routine I had swipe so much I stop selling green I had woke up and walked up in Target with 2 different [?] I hit for a tv a MacBook and serve him a gas Yeah I pulled up at da plug to empty they ATM Pulled up at Kroger and empty they ATM Pulled up at PO and empty they ATM [Verse] Pulled up at Suntrust just to start a new account Just for a business and merch imma burn it out You n*ggas probably don't know what I'm talkin bout I’m finna fill up a PayPal with large amounts Finessin at Barneys I'm coppin designers My b*tch she was faithful I bought her designers She got plugs who do hair so she flew out to China She make her own wigs and that sh*t look profession I rather get bags then go buy me a section She gone k** for my di*k she got fatal obsessions When the plastic went bad and the sh*t was depressing These n*ggas hate that I'm getting the rest [?] now I'm keeping a weapon I just heard that Nipsey got shot while I'm making this song I just pray that that n*gga get better You gotta be smart when you servin da trap You gotta play chess you cannot play checkers Make sure you go get you a stick cause these n*ggas be dirty you know these n*ggas be jealous Loubatins on my feet they just dropped on a rental I'm probably gone drop my mixtape in da summer I feel like I'm latin I feel like Osama My wrist got them carrots I feel like I'm Robin [Hook] If Cardi B tried to drop me in a hotel room i would’ve shot that b*tch right in her face I know how to trap so i ain’t got da taste All these bags in da room I had lost all my space All these hoes on my di*k they begging to f*ck all these clientel callin my phone for some loud This sh*t gone when you get here so buy this sh*t now Drop for the ticket it cannot come down Lil b*tch from Oakland in love with my sound After this song imma go di*k her down I made more from some children then I made from a verse I made more from a play then I made from a show I made more from a swiper then I made from a stream Gotta 50 from luxury daily routine I had swipe so much I stop selling green I had woke up and walked up in Target with 2 different [?] I hit for a tv a MacBook and serve him a gas Yeah I pulled up at da plug to empty they ATM Pulled up at Kroger and empty they ATM Pulled up at PO and empty they ATM