Money Team by Tycho Cassini Lyrics
[Chorus]
My money team
My money team
I am the captain of my money team
Feel like Mayweather, man
Y'all did not make the make the cut
Sorry not sorry I'm not gonna make it up
To you
Boo boo
Boo hoo
Bitch go and cry me river
While I go string up the world's smallest violin for you
[Bridge x2]
Got
Damn
Man
That shit was Savage x2
[Verse 1] (Tycho Cassini)
It’s Tycho Cassini
I slide up like Ouji
I pop out like cleavage
Knock knock who's there? It's your speakers
My flow COPD I need me a breather
But not til the beat dead
Bitch I
Was raised in the jungle
Like my native language Swahili
Italian bitch with me her feelings fragile
I just took a hit that loud
And that shit was so loud now my eardrums are bleeding
Stay at the top like a lead off
I do this at leisure
I be out here winning and winning and winning
I popped in the cheat code
Nah, I just oper-ate on beats
With the proper procedure
Step up to me
No Bobby Valentino
I’ll fuck up you pussies
On any beat you wanna leap on
No need for an RSVP, I'mma be on the next flight up out here then we on
Bitch imma boss
I been working so hard I barged in my own office and told myself I want a raise
I gotta get paid
Gotta get rich at all cost
I got no time for games
More money more problems
The more that I make (1)
The more I can tolerate
Every time they'd call upon me to make hit
I would go make it, collect
Then walk out like I just hit the lottery
Chorus
My money team
My money team
I am the captain of my money team
Feel like Mayweather, man
Y'all did not make the make the cut
Sorry not sorry I'm not gonna make it up
To you
Boo boo
Boo hoo
Bitch go and cry me river (2)
While I go string up the world's smallest violin for you
Bridge x2
Got
Damn
Man
That shit was Savage
[Verse 2] (Cozy With the Curls)
Unavailable
My money team
My money team
I am the captain of my money team
Feel like Mayweather, man
Y'all did not make the make the cut
Sorry not sorry I'm not gonna make it up
To you
Boo boo
Boo hoo
Bitch go and cry me river
While I go string up the world's smallest violin for you
[Bridge x2]
Got
Damn
Man
That shit was Savage x2
[Verse 1] (Tycho Cassini)
It’s Tycho Cassini
I slide up like Ouji
I pop out like cleavage
Knock knock who's there? It's your speakers
My flow COPD I need me a breather
But not til the beat dead
Bitch I
Was raised in the jungle
Like my native language Swahili
Italian bitch with me her feelings fragile
I just took a hit that loud
And that shit was so loud now my eardrums are bleeding
Stay at the top like a lead off
I do this at leisure
I be out here winning and winning and winning
I popped in the cheat code
Nah, I just oper-ate on beats
With the proper procedure
Step up to me
No Bobby Valentino
I’ll fuck up you pussies
On any beat you wanna leap on
No need for an RSVP, I'mma be on the next flight up out here then we on
Bitch imma boss
I been working so hard I barged in my own office and told myself I want a raise
I gotta get paid
Gotta get rich at all cost
I got no time for games
More money more problems
The more that I make (1)
The more I can tolerate
Every time they'd call upon me to make hit
I would go make it, collect
Then walk out like I just hit the lottery
Chorus
My money team
My money team
I am the captain of my money team
Feel like Mayweather, man
Y'all did not make the make the cut
Sorry not sorry I'm not gonna make it up
To you
Boo boo
Boo hoo
Bitch go and cry me river (2)
While I go string up the world's smallest violin for you
Bridge x2
Got
Damn
Man
That shit was Savage
[Verse 2] (Cozy With the Curls)
Unavailable