Money Man - Transform lyrics

[Intro] (Trauma Tone) [Chorus] I got pink money, I got blue money I got new fifties, I got old hundreds Up in Saks Fifth, bought Balenci Runners Rent a house to scam somewhere by Tucker Call me Uber Eats 'cause we steady grumblin' Lamborghini Urus, hear the motor hummin' Blind side, a ni**a never seen it comin' I'ma stand tall, you never seen me runnin' This a pound house, we don't do a zip I'ma eat a shroom, I'ma take a trip Pop it in the mag, I'ma let it rip Ain't no mercy for 'em, I'ma transform I'm in rare form I be fly as hell, now I'm airborne Australian vibe with me, she from Melbourne Told my dog, "If you don't kill an opp, then I'ma kill you" If we don't think the same, then I don't feel you Told my girl, "Come here, I wanna feel you" Don't get a fake ass, I want the real you Love the way you look from the rear view The stick got a scope, that's a clear view Sick of bein' broke, I'm tryna heal you Got this sniper rifle and I'm in a foreign, had to flip the title Yeah, I filled the mile, it got me revital [Verse] I just left lil' mama, now she suicidal I don't owe 'em nothin', ni**as too entitled Got a quarter with me tryna show her privates On an airplane and the charter private I ain't never tellin', I'ma keep it silent I ain't never tellin', I'ma keep it quiet She gon' drink my fluid like a liquid diet What's the location? We was at the Hyatt Call me Bigfoot, I'm a big stepper like Sasquatch Spent an eighty-ball on a new watch Spent a one-fifty on a new drop Got 'em goin' crazy when the album drop Spent twelve hundred on her crop-top She was thankful for it, she was appreciative ni**as feelin' hurt, they too sensitive Yeah, on a whole 'nother wave with this sh*t Broke ni**a, get away with this sh*t You gon' end up in the grave with this sh*t Told a ni**a don't play with this sh*t Long nights and long days for this sh*t Stayed down, I done prayed for this sh*t Hardbody, I was made for this sh*t Big stepper like I'm Chewbacca In a Redeye, got two choppers I'ma hit 'em up, I'ma 2Pac 'em Fly, tall ni**a, call me Big Poppa I'm a big target, got a good lawyer I'ma hit the b*tch in some red bottoms Yeah, late night, I be head-huntin' I be red rummin', I be rack racin' [Chorus] I got pink money, I got blue money I got new fifties, I got old hundreds Up in Saks Fifth, bought Balenci Runners Rent a house to scam somewhere by Tucker Call me Uber Eats 'cause we steady grumblin' Lamborghini Urus, hear the motor hummin' Blind side, a ni**a never seen it comin' I'ma stand tall, you never seen me runnin' This a pound house, we don't do a zip I'ma eat a shroom, I'ma take a trip Pop it in the mag, I'ma let it rip Ain't no mercy for 'em, I'ma transform I'm in rare form I be fly as hell, now I'm airborne Australian vibe with me, she from Melbourne Told my dog, "If you don't kill an opp, then I'ma kill you" If we don't think the same, then I don't feel you Told my girl, "Come here, I wanna feel you" Don't get a fake ass, I want the real you Love the way you look from the rear view The stick got a scope, that's a clear view Sick of bein' broke, I'm tryna heal you Got this sniper rifle and I'm in a foreign, had to flip the title Yeah, I filled the mile, it got me revital