[Intro: Yung Mal]
All this money got me goin’
All this money got me goin’
All this money got me goin’
(Oh, ILuvMuny)
Unh

[Chorus: Yung Mal]
All this money got me goin’, all this money got me goin’

[Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa]
All this money got me goin’
All these hundreds I be blowin’
I could throw it like Mcnav and catch it like I’m Owens
I’m havin’ and you know it, I drive it like I stole it
Ya broke and ya bogus, a Lamb from a Focus
200 for a Benz, Hellcat for my friends
The bitch wet, deep in
Never keep track of whatever I spend (Unh)
My bitch a [?], all foreign (Swear)
We count the bag in the morning (Cash)
No basic bitches, they’re all borin’
Over a hundrеd whenever I’m goin’

[Chorus: Yung Mal]
All this monеy got me goin’, all this money got me goin’
[Verse 2: Gunna]
All this money I can’t fold it
Stack them hundreds to my shoulders
Since seventeen, I been focused
Glock 17 with no holster, my OG’s, so they colder
I sold weed, till I wrote up, VR1 in my motor
101, mine sit lower
I just dropped two or three zips in my soda
Don’t you say shit to my clique cause we roll up
Found me a cool lil bitch from the Nolia
About my Benjamin’s, I’m a high roller (Yeah)
Don’t keep asking’ for shit, I don’t owe ya (Nah)
For money you n***as act loyal
I ride to the top like a boil, two styrofoams of oil

[Chorus: Yung Mal]
All this money got me goin’, all this money got me goin’

[Outro]
(Oh, ILuvMuny)