Whole Lotta Money Lyrics - Dababy

Yeah, whole lotta ni**as with glocks and pistols
Whole lotta hunnids in knots, they crip blue
Ni**as think I’m somewhere cryin’ with tissues
Certified, internet or not, I’ll get with you
Bulletproof on the suburban,
I’m havin’ guns with switches, tons of bi**hes
Really can afford to quit doin’ this s**t right now
When I’m done havin’ fun, I’m chillin’

2019, I went bought a nine-acre estate
2020, made twenty-two million
Ni**as gotta be kiddin’ what you do?
I ran laps around all of these ni**as
Just like sha’carri richardson
The whole world watchin’
They wanna see how he gon’ figure it let’s go
The maybach chocolate, cinnamon
I’m in this bi**h right now like it was
These ni**as must’ve forgot what they were dealin’ with
One of y’all could die right now, ni**a, literally
Whole lotta money in this mo**erf**ker
Shoutout to bia, I’m back in my be on my business
I used sneak in the club with a lil’ .22
I got in with the strap in my tennis
Eighty percent of these rap ni**as bi**hes
So f**k what you think ’bout happened, I did it
Gon’ have to compare me to one of them ni**as
Who ain’t never care ’bout none of these ni**as yeah

I know bi**hes with more nuts, sandy
These ni**as sweet as a bi**h, no candy
Set this bi**h off if you f**k with my family
Double-dare one of you ni**as to touch me
Still ain’t bumped into you ni**as, you’re lucky
Nah, keep goin’, ni**a
Bi**h, I’m a big dog and you lil’ ni**as puppies
Keep goin’, ni**a
They think I’ma fold for that mo**erf**kin’ money
Bi**h, I’m in control of me, these ni**as puppets

Broke ass ni**a, too bad I’m already havin’
Too bad I own all my cars and my mansions yeah
Too bad I already made my investments
Cry me a river, I’m over here laughin’

Bi**h, you never met a stand up ni**a?
Don’t understand me, ni**a, yeah, I’m different
Ridin’ with the top down, chillin’
A rp ridin’ shotgun with me
Y’all out here ridin’ to them cap ass ni**as
Y’all rappin’ ’bout s**t, y’all not gon’ live it
’bout time I catch another body
F**k around with me, know shots come with it (shh)

They might just hit me with the r.I.C.O
All of my friends keep it real, it’s the g-code
F**k with the cars, make it spin until he gone
I’m in the building, .. With a freak ho
Can’t kick this s**t the way that I kick it
Take big nuts to do this s**t the way I did it
Might as well start savin’ y’all money
Y’all hatin’ ass ni**as gon’ pay for this pimpin’
Pay that, until y’all do that, I lay back
I’m ain’t even trippin’, I’m straight, man
Ni**a, you could die from the s**t that you talkin’ ’bout
You gotta be careful, boy, why would you say that?
Why would you risk it? Tough ass ni**as always ready to die ’bout that pride and these bi**hes
Like I won’t pull up with a vest, a durag, and a hat, about firin’ on ni**as like 50, ni**a

I’m talkin’ ’bout 2003, 2004, for this s**t, ni**a
There’s a whole lotta money in this mo**erf**ker
That my mo**erf**kin’ ni**a too, man,
Shoutout for being a real ni**a
Yeah, believe that
Don’t you ever f**kin’ forget that, ni**a huh?
There’s a whole lotta money in this mo**erf**ker
Don’t play with me
Oh, you scared now?
Bi**h