Walk Like Money

(album: Designer Drugz 2 - 2016)

Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs

Rollie polie, Bugs Bunny carrots
I walk in this bitch, these niggas get embarrassed
I smell like a brick in a cabinet
I just came back from Paris
Y'all niggas know that I'm having
Pull up in a wide-body Aston
Popped me a Xan and the crashed it
Go meet the plug in the cabins
Dress like I'm Trump, but I dress how I want
Riding around with the brick in the trunk
Smoke like a Rasta, 3.5 in the blunt
Better think twice, this ain't what you want
Migo pull up and he dropped off a truck
Trapping and juuging, I'm running it up
Walk in this bitch looking like the Megabucks
Kept me a juug at the Starbucks
With both hands like I use nunchucks
Addicted to money, I can't stop counting up
Addicted to pouring the lean up
Pull up in the 650 Bimmer
Young nigga came up like Ace from the cleaners
Found me a plug, now they want a feature
Go to Cali, come back with the speakers
Go to Vegas, ten bitches I'm geeking

Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs

Everything foreign like I'm overseas
Roll up, we smoke on the whole tree
Stack up the hundreds, spend twenties on groceries
I sleep with one eye like I'm Doe B
Killers with me when I go to D.C
Smell like money, got a twenty on me
Too many bricks, got to cook in the creek
Do not ask me what I got on my feet
Me and my plug got a meet and greet
Young rich nigga, get out the street
My little bitch taught me how to speak Japanese
MONY POWR RSPT, I make her say please
I'm paraplegic, couldn't read
Dropped off the top and I smell like Febreeze
My diamonds from Africa make your bitch freeze
Changing the brick, then I spent it on cookies
Professional master chef with the cookie
Jump on the plane, get the Rollie from Switzerland
I'm trapping, catching plays, nigga, call booking
Salt-N-Pepa, young nigga, I'm pushing
Stole me a old school and switched up the paint
Don't give a fuck 'bout what a nigga thank
I walked in the club with a strap and a shank
I walk like I talk like I smell like a bank

Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs