Everytime (feat. Spodee & Street Money Red) - Bankroll Fresh

Money money money Money money money Money money money Hey, hey, everyday, day I hustle, everyday I'm getting money If her pussy good, everyday I'm spending money Throw it in the bag, throw it in the bag I ain't got credit but your dog got cash Money money money, stay out of my lane Your team running laps, my team run the game This is America, ain't shit free I need my money tall, at least six three Blacka, blacka, blacka, money money money Any given day I'm pouring honey on your honey And I murder everybody, okay everyday, say it Money money money, if you broke, I'm sorry Money money money Money money money That girl need Money money money My people need Money money money What else that girl need? Money money money She getting Money money money She getting Money money money I'm getting Wake up in the morning, take a money shower Now I'm smelling like money, got the money and the power Bad boy money, Martin and Will My face good money, they should put me on the bill I pioneered the jets and the yachts and the shoppers Crushing model chicks throwing minks on the toddlers NASDAQ money, Dow Jones, homes Money money money, motherfucker, daddy's home Cash Money, Young Money, Bad Boy Money Shorty said I boss, never throw toy money So, blah, blah, make that thing Bounce with these hundred dollar bills Now I'm getting money, I ball I remember I had no money at all Now I'm so shallow, name brand apparel I'm in that new, new, everyday wanna battle Blacka, blacka, blacka, money money money Any given day I'm pouring honey on your honey And I murder everybody, okay everyday, say it Money money money, if you broke, I'm sorry Money money money Money money money That girl need Money money money My people need Money money money What else that girl need? Money money money She getting Money money money She getting Money money money I'm getting Clap for that money like the booty on shorty then Ya'll just keep clapping, studio audience Told her stretch it out like she do it in the And bust it, bust it, bust it like she snuck a Glock .40 in Daddy gon' show you how a store feel I got millions of ways, young Married to the money, faithful to the millions Got my money up safe as up in ceilings

Bands in my pants, keep 'em counterfeited All about the money, know I got to have it 30 on me any time we out in traffic Yoppers on a Xanny, tell him we out in traffic Pay attention now, time to move somebody's plastic This for my dogs, niggas move through Xans and grammy Bands in my pants, keep 'em counterfeited All about the money, know I got to have it 30 on me any time we out in traffic Yoppers on a Xanny, tell him we out in traffic Pay attention now, time to move somebody's plastic This for my dogs, niggas move through Xans and grammy I want a million My diamonds and my bitches come from the water This shit here Meridian I save 100 grams off the top I run with niggas running from the cops We send them things up to Philly Do numbers, it's silly We get this shit around the clock Used to sell fifty twenties for a knot I got them pretty bitches in here fucking with pimping From East Kentucky up to Grand Rapids, Michigan Wait, we might just [?] the state of the century Shoot these bitches out the gate, is you listening? We too cold, man a nigga we [?] I'm a player first and I'm 'bout my dividends Might just have your bitch up under the [?] for me Bands in my pants, keep 'em counterfeited All about the money, know I got to have it 30 on me any time we out in traffic Yoppers on a Xanny, tell him we out in traffic Pay attention now, time to move somebody's plastic This for my dogs, niggas move through Xans and grammy Bands in my pants, keep 'em counterfeited All about the money, know I got to have it 30 on me any time we out in traffic Yoppers on a Xanny, tell him we out in traffic Pay attention now, time to move somebody's plastic This for my dogs, niggas move through Xans and grammys We ran them sticks like they goin' out of fashion Looking for the action, I'm going through traffic I just made a flip like perfect gymnastics And put ten thousand dollars inside a mattress I just spent ten thousand dollars on passengers Fuck my bitch, man I believe in the Actavis Some fucking reason I'm riding the fashion Free Austin, free [?] Free my nigga Bookie, free my nigga [?] Motherfuck the 12, motherfuck 'em all These bitches free, needa pay for y'all I don't catch freebies, I don't lay with y'all I ain't got to tell you motherfuckers twice Lookin' at my face, tell 'em fuck the law I ain't got to tell you 'bout the time they hit the spot Bitch you got to drop your fucking drawers No letting you niggas' teams on the ball I was tryna get my team out the yard Serving everything, fiends in and out You was tryna take a bitch to haunted house I ain't never took a bitch to haunted house I'm a head hunter, I just want the mouth If you see a pussy nigga point him out If you got the money, nigga count it out Bands in my pants, keep 'em counterfeited All about the money, know I got to have it 30 on me any time we out in traffic Yoppers on a Xanny, tell him we out in traffic Pay attention now, time to move somebody's plastic This for my dogs, niggas move through Xans and grammy Bands in my pants, keep 'em counterfeited All about the money, know I got to have it 30 on me any time we out in traffic Yoppers on a Xanny, tell him we out in traffic Pay attention now, time to move somebody's plastic This for my dogs, niggas move through Xans and grammy