Walk Like Money - HoodRich Pablo Juan

Young nigga walk like money

Young nigga smell like money

Young nigga talk like money

Young nigga, go get the money

Addicted to money and drugs

Addicted to trapping and plugs

Addicted to lean and bud

Addicted to hundreds and dubs

Young nigga walk like money

Young nigga smell like money

Young nigga talk like money

Young nigga, go get the money

Addicted to money and drugs

Addicted to trapping and plugs

Addicted to lean and bud

Addicted to hundreds and dubs

Rollie polie, Bugs Bunny carrots

I walk in this bitch, these niggas get embarrassed

I smell like a brick in a cabinet

I just came back from Paris

Y’all niggas know that I’m having

Pull up in a wide-body Aston

Popped me a Xan and the crashed it

Go meet the plug in the cabins

Dress like I’m Trump, but I dress how I want

Riding around with the brick in the trunk

Smoke like a Rasta, 3.5 in the blunt

Better think twice, this ain’t what you want

Migo pull up and he dropped off a truck

Trapping and juuging, I’m running it up

Walk in this bitch looking like the Megabucks

Kept me a juug at the Starbucks

With both hands like I use nunchucks

Addicted to money, I can’t stop counting up

Addicted to pouring the lean up

Pull up in the 650 Bimmer

Young nigga came up like Ace from the cleaners

Found me a plug, now they want a feature

Go to Cali, come back with the speakers

Go to Vegas, ten bitches I’m geeking

Young nigga walk like money

Young nigga smell like money

Young nigga talk like money

Young nigga, go get the money

Addicted to money and drugs

Addicted to trapping and plugs

Addicted to lean and bud

Addicted to hundreds and dubs

Young nigga walk like money

Young nigga smell like money

Young nigga talk like money

Young nigga, go get the money

Addicted to money and drugs

Addicted to trapping and plugs

Addicted to lean and bud

Addicted to hundreds and dubs

Everything foreign like I’m overseas

Roll up, we smoke on the whole tree

Stack up the hundreds, spend twenties on groceries

I sleep with one eye like I’m Doe B

Killers with me when I go to D. C

Smell like money, got a twenty on me

Too many bricks, got to cook in the creek

Do not ask me what I got on my feet

Me and my plug got a meet and greet

Young rich nigga, get out the street

My little bitch taught me how to speak Japanese

MONY POWR RSPT, I make her say please

I’m paraplegic, couldn’t read

Dropped off the top and I smell like Febreeze

My diamonds from Africa make your bitch freeze

Changing the brick, then I spent it on cookies

Professional master chef with the cookie

Jump on the plane, get the Rollie from Switzerland

I’m trapping, catching plays, nigga, call booking

Salt-N-Pepa, young nigga, I’m pushing

Stole me a old school and switched up the paint

Don’t give a fuck 'bout what a nigga thank

I walked in the club with a strap and a shank

I walk like I talk like I smell like a bank

Young nigga walk like money

Young nigga smell like money

Young nigga talk like money

Young nigga, go get the money

Addicted to money and drugs

Addicted to trapping and plugs

Addicted to lean and bud

Addicted to hundreds and dubs

Young nigga walk like money

Young nigga smell like money

Young nigga talk like money

Young nigga, go get the money

Addicted to money and drugs

Addicted to trapping and plugs

Addicted to lean and bud

Addicted to hundreds and dubs