Bout my money by Top5 Lyrics

[Intro]
Pull on the block
Watch me pull up on the block
All these bitches know me

[Chorus]
Pull up on the block
All these bitches know me
This my time nigga chip the rollie
She see me with the stars now she wanna be me
I can't spend no time bitch I'm bout my money
I'm bout my money
I'm bout my money
I can't spend no time bitch I'm bout my money
I'm bout my money
I'm bout my money
I can't spend no time bitch I'm bout my money
I'm bout my money
I'm bout money

[Verse1]
Got all these bands man I feel like Tony or should I say Sosa
The way I'm takin over the game on my shoulders
Man I hate bein sobber
Yeah we be ballin it out
Girl we be ballin it out
Yeah we be ballin it out
Yeah we be ballin it out
I lost my girlfriend
Cause I'm chasin all these bands
Cruise through the six in a new benz
Varna drive
Nigga we don't beg friends
If my real shooters come to your ends
NBA nigga never broke a game
Imma ball like Sosa with my friends
Ice Tony Montana
This niggas just mad cause I fucked his baby mama
[Chorus]

[Verse2]
I pull up on your block
Man they all wanna be me
I'm ballin in the fourth
Man I feel like I'm Kobe
I'm getting all these bands
With my broski Iceman
I'm fuckin all these hoes
With my broski cheeseman
She know that I'm on now, a star now
She never use to answer but now she call
Bitches wanna fuck cause they know that I'm up
Man jijusu in the cut, he all the way up
Take her to Varna drive late night
She say she wanna fuck with me cause I'm Top5
But if the wanna try me
My shooters outside
My shooters on the Varna man they left and right
Go, go, go get em

[Chorus]