

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Silk on my skin Credit like a black star Brushed metal card in my teeth I don’t even ask I just tap hard Gold vein watch Skin-tone bezel Champagne tongue Slow Sentimental Room smell like cash and vanilla You say “look at me” I say “look at these figures” (mm) [Chorus] I like money Not the noise Keep it quiet while I count my joys Every car key shine like a promise Every stone on my neck feel honest If you call Better come correct I want gold on my throat Respect on my neck I’m allergic to distraction Baby That’s it I like money Not that other shit [Verse 2] Diamond dust on my collarbone You trace it with your fingertip Say you never seen a mind like mine Turn a tight deal into a tongue-trip (yeah) Velvet rope mood I’m selective Body like a bonus Mind effective You want drama I want dividends You want chaos I want compound interest [Chorus] I like money Not the noise Keep it quiet while I count my joys Every car key shine like a promise Every stone on my neck feel honest If you call Better come correct I want gold on my throat Respect on my neck I’m allergic to distraction Baby That’s it I like money Not that other shit (oh) [Bridge] Gloss on my lips Graphs in my head You bring gossip I bring bread Touch me gentle Talk specifics Body fluent Numbers cryptic [Chorus] I like money Not the noise Keep it quiet while I count my joys Every car key shine like a promise Every stone on my neck feel honest If you call Better come correct I want gold on my throat Respect on my neck I’m allergic to distraction Baby That’s it I like money Not that other shit
Tags
Sleek trap-R&B hybrid with male vocals; subby, elastic bass and crisp, swinging drums under shimmering synth plucks and filtered vocal chops. Verses feel intimate and close-mic’d, with whispered ad-libs and tight pockets; chorus blooms into wider stereo pads, layered harmonies, and a glossy top line. Subtle ear-candy runs between phrases, with a late-song drop to near-silence before the final hook snaps back in.
2:41
No
2/8/2026