When Money Man drops bars, you better believe he's not just talking dollars—he's talking digital dollars. This track is a crypto flex, where blockchain and altcoins are the new bling. From burning Zcash to flaunting VeChain, he's got a wallet as diverse as his wardrobe. Our man’s living large, hitting Cancún parties and yacht meetings with Tony Hawk (because why not?). He’s dodging feds with slick moves and rocking slim-fit designer threads while doing it. The message? If you're not rolling in at least 20K or understanding the crypto lingo, you might want to sit this one out.
Blockchain
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(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
Bought a lil' Polkadot, bought a lil' VeChain
Bought a lil' SafeMoon, houses got safe room, party out in Cancún
Fuckin' with the Coinbase Pro, got Zcash
Fuckin' with the Robinhood out, got a free bag
And I'm on the blockchain, burnin' on blockchain
Damn, this shit some octane
Chillin' at the Hawks game, then I hit the trap spot
Just to get some bags off, 20K in a lil', damn near mad loss
Altcoins in the red, I'ma get 'em half off
My young nigga hit a lick, he sellin' P's half off
I'ma go to Mars on niggas, I'ma blast off
I'ma hit Fendi in the mall, I'ma cash out
Bad bitch walkin' 'round the crib with her ass out
Feds tryna plot on a nigga, but I'm too slick
Every time you see me on the 'Gram, I'm in a new 'fit
Rich God made a nigga shirt and it's slim fit
Bad lil' vibe in the room and she slim thick
She just wanna bend that ass over, she gon' take dick
New body Escalade, damn, this shit a spaceship
You ain't got at least 20K, don't say shit
Ridin' in the C8, damn, a nigga feel great
I be at the spot sellin' bags, I don't tailgate
I was on the yacht with Tony Hawk talkin' big cake
If you gettin' to the money, then I know you relate
Got a lot of strains, nigga, I just served three states
Almost got too faded burnin' on Cheesecake, let's go
She say she want a boss 'cause her boyfriend a cheapskate
Say she want a boss 'cause her boyfriend a real lame
Talkin' on IG Live, I be spittin' real game
Rose gold Audemars, rose and white Cuban chain
50K solitaire earring screwbacks
I can get a nigga life took for a few racks
This a new flavor of the month, this a new pack
Been spent that old dead money, these some new racks
Blueberry Melon in my paper got me relaxed
Smokers love a nigga, they be callin' me to come back
Fell off for a minute, but I had to make a comeback
All I see is hate, nigga, where the fuckin' love at?
I ain't with the broke shit, baby, I'm a rich man
I ain't feel like slidin' so I might pay a hitman
Felt like Morray when I was broke, in the quicksand
If Quay ridin' with me with the chopper, call him stick man
I ain't with the small time shit, call me big man
He ain't never put no work in, he got soft hands
Pack just came and it's gone already, nigga
Gotta cash out, I ain't doin' no credit
Bought a lil' Polkadot, bought a lil' VeChain
Party out in Cancún, fuckin' with the Coinbase
Burnin' on blockchain, damn, this shit some octane (octane)
Party out in Cancún, fuckin' with the Coinbase
Writer(s): Tysen Jay Bolding
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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