I came to make money

DRN Records

Hype on da beat

Look look

I ain't came to make friends

I came to make money

What the bank can't hold

I came to make money

Where my wallet can't even fold

Look look

I came to make money

Got mama living nice

I came to make money

Now that I'm drip out in ice

Got so rich

Suddenly I'm her type

Bad bitches wanna be my wife

I ain't here to play any games

Unless it's spin the bottle

Too see which car I drive or private jet I fly out today

Can't fall in love when there's money to be made

Since I was a jit I wanted millions

Trying to mix love and money and that shit didn't work

And hurts more being broke so I put that love stuff to the side