Muney Talk - Kenny Muney, Key Glock

You gotta turn up my headphones some more

All the way up, like turn it up, up

Yeah, its up there, ayy

Don’t know what you thought, ever since a tot lil bitch I been a boss

Water Voss, on my neck and wrist everybody ask what it cost

Muney talk, yeah, bitch you heard, what muney talk

Money all up in my pocket, prolly whats up in your vault (nigga)

Whenever I talk it costs me

Yeah I turned my teeth to a faucet

Now you see more water than crawfish

This young nigga on, ain’t gettin off me

But if you want, get put in a coffin

Yeah I am rich and Im bossy

Businesses know what Im talkin

Bitch I came in the game cocky

Diamonds they fire, they box it

Nickname my wrist watch rocket

I need my cheese with broccoli

Im a dawg, get these fleas hoes off me

Ridin in the hard top, I got options

Bout to buy a new watch, tell them watch this

Nigga, nigga, yeah Im a nigga with a figures

Ridin in the coupe, no ceiling

Why you on a bucket, like cat litter

All these hoes know Im that nigga

All these hoes dikes gangs hit ‘em

I could make your thot bitch giggle

Or gargle, come get her

Ayy, come get her, come get her up off my pickle

Money hungry, whats for dinner (yeah)

My earrings the size of a lemon (yeah yeah yeah)

Yellow diamonds on, this how Im feelin

Richard Millie on me, that cost a million

My bitch got racks too but she don’t play tennis

Nah, nah, nah, all she do is just play with these balls

Money on my mind put a hoe on pause

Money on my line gotta answer this call (brrp, hello?)

Glizock what the fuck you got going on

Shit, some Paper Route Buisiness holmes

I know, I see you and Kenny gettin it on

Me and my niggas gettin big racks, bookoo

Yeah we been gettin money since Fubu

Don’t know a nigga, shit, who you

roll one or two

These niggas dream bout the money I run through

Runnin through bitches and kick ‘em out kung-fu

Dammit Im ballin and no I can’t fumble

My money long as the hair on Rapunzel

Nigga talkin bout it, gonna text or come on fool

Take a few shots, what you gonna do

Big money talk, get your gun dude

Young rich nigga made my own rules

Still talkin money, broke the phone booth

Im up, and humble

Big green, cucumber

Don’t play, I’ll gun ya