Money Now by Emily Dray Lyrics
I ain't stessin' bout this bitch
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout this drama
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout that boy
I got money now
Get the fuck out my face bitch
I got money pow
I got bitches on the scene
I got bitches in the back
I got bitches where yo pack
I got bitches where yo stack bitch
Ay where yo stack bitch
I ain't playing with you bitch
Where's my stack, aye let's go
All I care about is money
I don't care bout yo opinion
I'm leader of the gang pack it up this my dominion
Bitch I am the fucking boss
I got these bitches they my minions
Go and run back to your man
Make sure you tell him I'm the villain
There's no time to play with you dude
Thought you had me when we fucked
But look who ended up screwed
Yes, my name is Emily Dray
Try to talk shit to act slick
That'll be your last day
I don't care
About you or your mother
I don't care bout where you from
Or if you dumb just yo income and
I don't want you bitch
I don't even want you bitch
You ugly yes you ugly
I don't care bitch you a dummy aye
All I care about is money
You heard it once
And yes I know I am so pretty
You heard me hun
Some say that I am crazy
One hit you're done
These bitches think they beat me
But I already won
“
I ain't stessin' bout this bitch
— Emily Dray
If you wanna talk to me you better come correct
They ain't no loop holes here
But I might break your neck
Cuz I'm the realest bitch ever there's no need to check
Yea I'm the realest bitch ever find me on the top deck
All I do is spit bars and I ain't talking bout chocolate
When my homies pull up just know we finna rock it
I swear you call me so much that shit be outta pocket
How you ugly and you boring
Ayo bitch you needa stop it
You may call me a narcissist but nah I'm just cocky
I'm the realest bitch alive and plus I play hockey
You a dick rider, I might call you a spider jockey
Might switch my hair to red
And call myself and Uzumaki
I ain't stessin' bout this bitch
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout this drama
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout that boy
I got money now
Get the fuck out my face bitch
I got money pow
If you ever try to pop up in my industry
I'll have you fake crying online
Like yo name Laura Lee
Bitch, the fuck did you just say to me
Talking all that shit
But yo ass still follow me
I'm so sick of all the fake shit
Tryin' go get five seconds
Then go ahead and take it
You think by hatin' on me
That yo dumb will make it
Sit the fuck down lil bitch
You couldn't shake it
Yea I said it you couldn't shake it
To stand out from the crowd
Lil bitch you couldn't face it
The critics, the haters, and the analytics
Bitch that go right over your head
Just like the facts in my lyrics
You bitches cannot compete
Oh please show me the recites
You pulling shit out yo ass
And you don't even have a sheet
If you were old enough to drive
You'd still be in a car seat
That's the issue with you clown bitches
You can't see your defeat
When I say you are defeated
Yes I mean you are defeated
When the truth came out
All you did was run, retreated
All I do is spit facts and I got all of y'all so heated
If you were me you'd be conceited
By the way that I am greeted
If you spent a day in my life
You wouldn't last you'd be depleted
From the way that I was treated
Faceless haters, lairs, cheated
I'm sick of these dumb bitches
With no evidence to be concreted
So shut the fuck up lil bitch
And stay seated
I ain't stessin' bout this bitch
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout this drama
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout that boy
I got money now
Get the fuck out my face bitch
I got money pow
I ain't stessin' bout this bitch
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout this drama
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout that boy
I got money now
Get the fuck out my face bitch
I got money pow
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout this drama
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout that boy
I got money now
Get the fuck out my face bitch
I got money pow
I got bitches on the scene
I got bitches in the back
I got bitches where yo pack
I got bitches where yo stack bitch
Ay where yo stack bitch
I ain't playing with you bitch
Where's my stack, aye let's go
All I care about is money
I don't care bout yo opinion
I'm leader of the gang pack it up this my dominion
Bitch I am the fucking boss
I got these bitches they my minions
Go and run back to your man
Make sure you tell him I'm the villain
There's no time to play with you dude
Thought you had me when we fucked
But look who ended up screwed
Yes, my name is Emily Dray
Try to talk shit to act slick
That'll be your last day
I don't care
About you or your mother
I don't care bout where you from
Or if you dumb just yo income and
I don't want you bitch
I don't even want you bitch
You ugly yes you ugly
I don't care bitch you a dummy aye
All I care about is money
You heard it once
And yes I know I am so pretty
You heard me hun
Some say that I am crazy
One hit you're done
These bitches think they beat me
But I already won
“
I ain't stessin' bout this bitch
— Emily Dray
If you wanna talk to me you better come correct
They ain't no loop holes here
But I might break your neck
Cuz I'm the realest bitch ever there's no need to check
Yea I'm the realest bitch ever find me on the top deck
All I do is spit bars and I ain't talking bout chocolate
When my homies pull up just know we finna rock it
I swear you call me so much that shit be outta pocket
How you ugly and you boring
Ayo bitch you needa stop it
You may call me a narcissist but nah I'm just cocky
I'm the realest bitch alive and plus I play hockey
You a dick rider, I might call you a spider jockey
Might switch my hair to red
And call myself and Uzumaki
I ain't stessin' bout this bitch
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout this drama
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout that boy
I got money now
Get the fuck out my face bitch
I got money pow
If you ever try to pop up in my industry
I'll have you fake crying online
Like yo name Laura Lee
Bitch, the fuck did you just say to me
Talking all that shit
But yo ass still follow me
I'm so sick of all the fake shit
Tryin' go get five seconds
Then go ahead and take it
You think by hatin' on me
That yo dumb will make it
Sit the fuck down lil bitch
You couldn't shake it
Yea I said it you couldn't shake it
To stand out from the crowd
Lil bitch you couldn't face it
The critics, the haters, and the analytics
Bitch that go right over your head
Just like the facts in my lyrics
You bitches cannot compete
Oh please show me the recites
You pulling shit out yo ass
And you don't even have a sheet
If you were old enough to drive
You'd still be in a car seat
That's the issue with you clown bitches
You can't see your defeat
When I say you are defeated
Yes I mean you are defeated
When the truth came out
All you did was run, retreated
All I do is spit facts and I got all of y'all so heated
If you were me you'd be conceited
By the way that I am greeted
If you spent a day in my life
You wouldn't last you'd be depleted
From the way that I was treated
Faceless haters, lairs, cheated
I'm sick of these dumb bitches
With no evidence to be concreted
So shut the fuck up lil bitch
And stay seated
I ain't stessin' bout this bitch
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout this drama
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout that boy
I got money now
Get the fuck out my face bitch
I got money pow
I ain't stessin' bout this bitch
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout this drama
I got money now
I ain't stressin' bout that boy
I got money now
Get the fuck out my face bitch
I got money pow