Songtext Money ain't a thing French Montana

Money ain't a thing

Skrrt-skrrt
I done seen the killer homie died from the hammer, he ain't do nothin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Only time he get on the air is when the news come

The VVSs slap ya truck with GPSs
What's the next move? Keep 'em guessin' (Guessin')
They asking who the real, who finessin' (Finessin')
Who's the owner, who's on the guest list (Guest list)
Who never touched a gram on the 'Gram flexin'
I rep the South Bronx, yeah, the Essex
TEC with the air holes for protection (Ha)
Yeah, we runnin' wild, from the Ps in the wild in the east (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Certified, I'm a beast, oh my God (Coke Boy, baby)
You can ask Durk, Chi-Raq, Ls up, from the dirt (Yeah, uh)
If a nigga ain't fuck with me, buck fifty for the hearse (Haan)
Watch a nigga duck, see me, buck fifty right in front the church (Haan)
If a nigga up with me, stuck with me, better or the worse (Ayy)
Racks super-sized (Size), tank scuba dive (Dive)
Gold with the Glizzy, a veneer, suit and ties (Ayy)
Still crucified (Fine), be with juveniles (Ayy)
Forget the P, break it down, two for five (Five)
I done seen killers kill niggas and told on the gang when the law come (Haan)
And I done seen niggas get caught with the load, wasn't theirs, they ain't told none (Haan)
That's a real one, hey, but a victim still, yeah
Plug in the socket is how I hit the hills (Hill)
'Cause the wallet in my pocket is how I fit the bill (Bill)
Touch ten, touch twenty, now a hundred mill' (True)
Still balance with the field

I done seen the killer homie died from the hammer, he ain't do nothin'
Only time he get on the air is when the news come
I done see a killer kill niggas and told when the law come (Haan)
French-Durk got your jaw gone

In the Bugatti, double R or that Mulsanne (Skrrt)
With the window cracked, hollar back, money ain't a thing (Haan)
Hold it down for my dog Max, locked in the bang
When you hit the brick, new whips, money ain't a thing (Haan)
Y'all don't want no sauce with us
All across the board, we done waved them up (Haan)
Them Coke Wave Boys from the ground and up
Straight out the bottom, young bosses up (Haan, Montana)

Got not another lawyer like money ain't a thing
I done heard the rumors around that say that money made me change
Been on papers two, three times, so I can't catch another case
Young nigga stepping up like you know I'm underage
They gon' stick with you
When I was broke, I got my game from a rich nigga
When you was broke, they'll talk about you, I don't get niggas
The ones I love, they counted me out, that's why I don't hit niggas
The one that snaked me called my phone, it was the twitch nigga
I be with murderers, robbers, and burglars
Shorty steady traveling with that work, we a conservative
Man, I know some shorties that'll stay outside your mama crib
They don't give a fuck, they serve bags in front Obama crib
I know niggas richer than these rappers driving Bonnevilles
A lot of niggas cappin' in they raps, we off a lot of pills
When I take a Perc' on an empty stomach, it make me vomit still
Thinkin' 'bout my cousin getting murked, it make me vomit still
We make sure niggas know how the chopper feel
They was getting shot for real, if they was on the block for real
Put another fifty in my mouth but ain't want veneers
I'ma claim Lamron forever, you know what it is

I done seen the killer homie died from the hammer, he ain't do nothin'
Only time he get on the air is when the news come
I done see a killer kill niggas and told when the law come (Haan)
French-Durk got your dawg done

In the Bugatti, double R or that Mulsanne (Skrrt)
With the window cracked, hollar back, money ain't a thing (Haan)
Hold it down for my dog Max, locked in the bang
When you hit the brick, new whips, money ain't a thing (Haan)
Y'all don't want no sauce with us
All across the board, we done waved them up (Haan)
Them Coke Wave Boys from the ground and up
Straight out the bottom, young bosses up (Haan, Montana)