Icewear Vezzo - Money Phone Lyrics

Just counted up twenty racks
My new Rollie worth 10K
Hit the bar, threw twenty stacks
Got twenty traps that's full of yay
Shot it out with a fuck nigga that
Wanted beef cause he full of hate
I put cheese on a nigga
Head, if you wanna eat, come fill your plate
Any problems, my niggas solve 'em
Running shit like my niggas jogging
Fifty Gs in a pillowcase, since money talk
That's pillow talk
Sipping Acki, I'm tripping, papi
High off molly, I'm dipping, papi
Never smile, but I'm trigger happy
I'll pa pa, have you missing family
Green Guy, but I'm Cripping, nigga
Straight mud what I'm sipping, nigga
Shoutout to my blood niggas
We getting scratch like we itching nigga
Hit the club and throw crazy
Money, Grand Hustle, we tipping, nigga
I got a Chevy on twelve lines
Do the math, two sixes, nigga

Count money all day
Every time my line ring, it's 10-5
This the money phone
Bitch, I'm on my money phone
Every time my line ring, it's 10-5
This the money phone count money all day

My white buffies the whitest
Forgiatos the highest
Cream soda, sold purple
I stay acting up like sinus
Y'all niggas just bitch niggas
My money tall as a giant
I stay copping work, bitch, I'm buying
Rest in peace to Green Guy Ryan
You can ask my clientele
Hit my line cause I'm buying bales
Sipping drank, I'm high as
Hell, my bitch rolling, she high as well
Pray to God that I beat this case
Start trial in a couple weeks
Shoot a nigga like forty times
They gone wrap his body in a couple sheets
I'm in the bar, off a
Bar, standing on the table, i'm up in Sphinx
I live that life, it's no fairytale
Name one nigga that can fuck with me
Bitch, I fuck with street niggas
I charge niggas to cut the D
I hang with goons that'll ice a nigga
Soon as they touch the heat

Bitch, my mama ain't no ho, bitch
My daddy ain't no ho
Bitch, my brother ain't no ho
Why you tryna play me like a ho?
Bitch, my mama ain't no ho
My daddy ain't no ho
My family ain't no hoes
Quit tryna play me like a ho