歌词
Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough
But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole
But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more
Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough
But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole
But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more
Redhead with me like I'm Yachty
Every nigga with me got a body
Bad mamacita call me papi
Back to back Lams and the Raris
Only thing I wear is red bottoms
Free my nigga Long the feds got him
Standing on the sofa popping bottles
Crack a nigga head with a bottle
Sipping lean tryna ease my problems
Run up on a gang of niggas shot em
Gucci glasses snakes on my collar
Made these bitches rake up every dollar
She said she go catch it she go swallow
Had to switch it up I'm on the road now
I'm a stand up guy I ain't go lay down
Seventeen five on my feet
Blowing money like I hang with meech
Louis v mixed with supreme
Hop out in Givenchy oh it's clean
Gran coupe 2018
Try me it's go be a murder scene
Everything I say a nigga mean
Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough
But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole
But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more
Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough
But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole
But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more
Got four pockets full like I'm baby
Keep Twaun with me case they play me
Goons at they door 'til they pay me
Baby blue brand new Mercedes
Six chocolate bitches came from Haiti
Nigga never made the honor roll
But the nigga made the Forbes List
Hundred thousand on my left wrist
Orange stones in a nigga mouth
When the sun hit it look like Sunkist
Big pendant 'round a nigga neck
Talking same size as a starfish
And a nigga know killers got killers
Nigga same kind as Scarface
And a nigga ball like Hardaway
And a nigga ball like Barkley
And I put that on my soul I got pictures up in vogue
I got bitches always killing shit they always at the moge
I meant morgue I don't shop at the stores
I don't f**k with these lame ass sorry ass whores on god
Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough
But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole
But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more
Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets
I went and got me some dough
But that ain't enough I want some more
I want some more and some more
Jumped right out of class and straight to the club
Now she dancing on the pole
But that ain't enough she want some more
She want some more and some more
I want S-O-M-E more
I want S-O-M-E more
I want S-O-M-E more, yeah
专辑信息
1.To The Top
2.Money
3.All Of A Sudden
4.Money Forever
5.Best Of Me
6.Ride My Wave
7.Hurry
8.Sum More
9.Going For It
10.Slow Mo
11.Trap Star
12.Eat Or Starve
13.Freestyle
14.Vision Clear
15.Dive In
16.Stick On Me
17.Freestyle