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Lyrics
[Intro]
Money on my mind
Money on my home screen
All this shine on me
Look like my own league (yeah)
[Chorus]
Gold on my neck, gold on my wrist
Money on the line every time that it ring, I’m rich
Big stack talk, hundred on a wish
If it ain’t about cash, I don’t hear that [ad-lib: “click”]
Gold on my neck, gold on my wrist
Money on the line every time that it ring, I’m rich
Whole team up, everybody lit
Countin’ up, countin’ up, life lookin’ like this
[Verse 1]
Twenty in a rubber band, fifty in the safe
Hundred on the dash just to feel a little shake
Walk in, silence, then the whispers break
“Who that?” — pockets talk, that’s the only name they say
Card never sleep, swipe then it reload
Spend a small check just to sit front row
Mama used to stress ’bout the bills, now she glow
Got her hand full of rings, that’s a family halo
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Phone don’t stop, that’s a cash machine
Every notification got a new cha-ching
Chain so loud when it dance on me
Every lil’ step sound like royalty
Cousins in the back still countin’ last week
New watch face lookin’ like a bright screen
I remember old shoes, holes in the seams
Now I tip like what I used to make in fourteen weeks
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 30, 2025
Duration2:00
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hard trap club banger with booming low end and sharp hi-hat rolls. Hook hits immediately with chanted gang vocals and ad-libs; verses stay nimble with double-time pockets and swagger. Sparse synth brass stabs and a sinister lead line leave space for aggressive male vocals, with a final chorus stacking harmonies and crowd shouts for a big flex outro., rich
Credits
Prompt byZestyArt288
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap money rich gold
