M'$ Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
One time for A$AP Yams
Let's go
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
What's this I see? n***** tryna act like G's
Got A$AP, got Fergy with me
It's a new day, no Black Eyed Peas
That's that s***, mhm, mhm, yeah, that's that s***
(You ain't got no Flacko in your Serato?)
m********* better blast that s***
n***** drink quarts of the Clicquot
b****** sniff raw of the kilos
Flacko makes sales of the perico
She knows, went to ATL for my C-Note
'Member, I ain't ever have no home
Now I got a penthouse and a beach home
Back when I was rockin' least (2 Chainz!!!)
I was trappin' off at least like three phones
Me and Yams made the plan
Then I paid myself and I gave myself advance
Way before I became myself
I'd like to thank myself because I made myself the man
It's like lately I ain't myself
I'd rather hang myself before I play myself
I tell her, "throw on the dress with the pinstripes"
Know the one that fit the booty all skin tight, that's right
Yeah, you that s***, mhm, mhm, yeah, move that s***
Frontin' like you did it for the fellas
Get all the b****** jealous when you do that s***
But my neck is gold, the rest is froze
s** and hoes, best of both
Girls and girls, perpetual
Sippin' slow, Texas throwed
Comma, I'm about decimals
Chill and get faded
I'm surprised that we made it
Young n***** know the sky's the limit
All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded
Chill and get faded
s***, I'm surprised that we made it
Nowadays stress overrated
All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded
[Pre-Hook: A$AP Rocky]
I wanna see you take it all off
And she just wanna make it harder
And we just end up takin' longer
Can't impress with them diamonds though, them diamonds

[Hook: A$AP Rocky]
Talkin' about M's
Talkin' bout M's, n****, M's
Make 'em talk about, make 'em talk about M's
n****, talkin' bout M's
n****, talkin' bout M's
n****, talkin' bout M's
Make 'em talk about, talkin' bout M's, n****
Talkin' bout M's

[Interlude: A$AP Rocky]
It's like lately all I ever seem to think about is M's, n****
Talkin' 'bout M's
See the same thing all up in my bank account
M's, n****, talkin' 'bout M's
And my YouTube account say the same amount
M's, n****, talkin' 'bout M's
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Money talk and dogs bark
I got a pocket full of stones in my stonewashed
Lambo, brand new Lambo
With tiger stripes on it call that b**** a golf cart
I'm outchea, I'm so outchea, I swear n***** have no idea
I swear n***** better wear riot gear
Cause I appear and pow loud and clear give 'em diarrhea, oh
I re-up tonight, I'mma be up tonight, cookin' a key up tonight
n***** de-up I slide to the right, throw up a three up in time
Put a B up, let's fight, don't get beat up tonight
Feet up in my European, I ride with me heater inside
Kill you and your dog then go put on a shirt that say PETA for life
Like you sneeze you on tight, you got beef I got white
You got beef I got white, I got green, I got white, I got pink
I got pints, I got lean, I got ice, I got needles and pipes
I got clean, I got right, I got mean, I got nice
That's that Tina and Ike, got on lean on her price
I don't cheat on her price
Try to cheat on the dice, you get beat on the spot
I get keys on the spot and I keep it on lock
And I keep it up safe, what you keep in your safe?
S'what I spent on my watch and I wave it like Ma$e
Bout to redo the face, get a see-through AK
I eat seafood and steak
But girl I'mma treat you like cake til I get a sweet tooth tooth ache
But wait let's talk about M's, not about them
I love my BM's, I love my YM ain't no more CM
Let's pluck out the stems, let's f*** like a nymph
She walk out, she limp, it's dark and we dim, yeah
We dem n*****, handcuffing him n***** back up and skim n*****
See that we strapped up we cap up your brim n****
Fill my cup up to the rim n****, Tunechi
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