Me, Myself, My Money

They’d buy my shit if they could

Damn, I make it look good

I’m bound to paper like wood

Oh you hating? Yeah, you should

Cause it’s just me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

These Margielas is killing my feet

Versace shades ’cause I’m feeling low key

Case of Ace ’cause the homies with me

No ID they know me

I.G.G. bitch, why you starin?

Chic Lazana I ain’t carin

Might put Daytons on my McLaren

Like damn that white bitch crazy

My son is signed, yeah fuck, you payin’

They pay me more ’cause I get shit you one hundred six four

Six oh oh don’t slam that door

Wash MC’s they white like sheets

Crack rock flow bitch cook that dough

Put it in the streets say took that dough

I cook that dough, throw it to the ceiling

It fell on the floor, Iggy you killin’ I already know

Can’t tell me nothing if you already broke I’m already on

Aiming for the stars I’m already gone

Gotta have dinner with a man on the moon

Married to the shit and the money’s my groom

I’m swerving that shit, I ain’t grabbing that broom

They’d buy my shit if they could

Damn I make it look good

I’m bound to paper like wood

Oh you hating yeah, you should

Cause it’s just me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

All wins no losses, life for the boss bitch

All I need is an office, I’m turning shit off

All I need is a coffin

Ridin’ circles while they weezin' and coughin'

Let the bullshit walk, let my money do the talking

Put up runner walk ’cause there’s my target

Roll day driving yeah that’s my target

Pull up, park it no keys shit

Push it start it, shrimp cocktails

In Neiman Marcus, haters salty

Nuts and cashews, I came with Ben and Andrew

We might just ’cause a scandal

Find out that we Minaj our Nicki’s handle

Yeah that’s my ammo, I’m on fire

Just lit the candle, head in sky

Bitch I’m the shit, you should think so too

G shit, just gimme my money

M.O.Y. money over you

They’d buy my shit if they could

Damn I make it look good

I’m bound to paper like wood

Oh you hating yeah, you should

Cause it’s just me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

It’s just me, myself, my money

In the land of the milk and honey

I came with some Playboy Bunnies

And Hef just said he's coming

This shit right here's about dollars

To stunt on hoes is my honour

And a bitch must be in hell

If the devil wears Prada

Keep it real they don’t want nada

Getting cheese like enchiladas

You ain’t talking ’bout that money what the fuck you sayin?

I’m cashing out what the fuck you playing, playing, playing

You ain’t talking ’bout that money what the fuck you sayin?

They’d buy my shit if they could

Damn I make it look good

I’m bound to paper like wood

Oh you hating yeah, you should

Cause it’s just me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money

Me, myself, my money