This track presents an unflinching portrayal of the rapper's life within the framework of illicit activities and opulence. The lyrics are a testament to his experiences in the underground economy, where he likens himself to a stockbroker, drug ring leader, and scammer, drawing parallels between these roles and his own dealings. The repeated refrain about being like Ochoa underscores his self-perceived power and control. Moreover, Money Man uses this narrative to assert his wealth and success, often through material possessions such as luxury cars. However, there is also an underlying theme of danger and risk associated with this lifestyle - from potential police raids to violence. Ultimately, this song serves as a complex exploration of the intersection between crime, wealth, and power in contemporary society.
Ochoa
Lyrics
Ain't sure a quarter been done though
But I can make the bank send six-figure funds over (Alawais)
Playin' with the racks like a motherfuckin' stockbroker
Juicin' up the 'Cat, hell nah, this ain't a stock motor
Dmt, loud, I'm a real live strain grower
Handgun lights, I'm a legit Glock toter
Make a million dollars every time I'm talkin' crops over
On the West Coast, shoot a country nigga, crossover
I ain't talkin' hoops, but I make a nigga crossover
Run my own drug ring, I feel like Ochoa
Lit with the conversation, spit like a flamethrower
Which car you want, girl? Wagen or the Range Rover?
Five different checks on one account equal one-twenty
Side bitch cool 'cause I give her ass Hush money
Big schemer, scam the whole city like Hushpuppi
Overseas currency, a nigga got Dutch money
12 hit a spot, but the laptops been gone
I can put a whole mil' from it 'cause it's fire strong
I just sold three hundred bags and it ain't take long
Glock 27 nigga leave a whole nigga face gone
I just put the Benz up, then I brought the truck out
Three day water fast, 'cause I gotta cleanse out
Heard a nigga snitchin' on me, so I gotta clean house
Plugs know I'm movin' real fast, so they reachin' out
Highway too hot, I'ma take the scenic route
I just wanna fuck, bae, I ain't tryna eat ya out
Trap spot jumpin' too hard, I'ma beat it out
If a nigga get aggressive, we gonna bring them heaters out
Jedi mindfuck, make a nigga see hallucinations
In the crib, countin' up money, really concentratin'
You can tell the police fuck 'em, no cooperatin'
Niggas doing too much, guess they overcompensatin'
Shorty body real, but the shit look fake
Take her to the crib, I'ma eat her like steak
Got a band man plug in thirteen states
Gettin' to the chicken, so you know they gonna hate (let's go)
Ain't sure a quarter been done though
But I can make the bank send six-figure funds over
Playing with the racks like a motherfuckin' stockbroker
Juicin' up the 'Cat, hell nah, this ain't a stock motor
Dmt, loud, I'm a real live strain grower
Handgun lights, I'm a legit Glock toter
Make a million dollars every time I'm talkin' crops over
On the West Coast, shoot a country nigga, crossover
I ain't talkin' hoops, but I make a nigga crossover
Run my own drug ring, I feel like Ochoa
Lit with the conversation, spit like a flamethrower
Which car you want, girl? Wagen or the Range Rover?
Five different checks on one account equal one-twenty
Side bitch cool 'cause I give her ass Hush money
Big schemer, scam the whole city like Hushpuppi
Overseas currency, a nigga got Dutch money
12 hit a spot, but the laptops been gone
I can put a whole mil' from it 'cause it's fire strong
I just sold three hundred bags and it ain't take long
Glock 27 nigga leave a whole nigga face gone
Writer(s): Tysen Jay Bolding
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
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