Money, Power & Respect

Money, power, and respect, aye
Money, power, and respect, aye
Money, power, and respect, aye aye
I want nothing but money, power, and respect (yeah, yeah)
Wait a moment we gon' count up in the set (yeah, yeah)
I don’t know nothing but bad bitches in my set (yeah, yeah)
Ooh I hope my ex see the way I’m flexed (flexed, flexed)
Bet I get, it boy I come through like collection (yeah, yeah)
What you see, I see that nigga in my reflection (yeah, yeah)
Spin me sumn, on my feet watch where you stepping (where you stepping)
Know I came in this bitch dressed with extra dressing (yeah, yeah)
Got the sauce, that shit dripping off, bet she lick it all
Tryna run up a rollie, I heard it don’t tick at all
It was just me and my brodies with my back against the wall
Had the handler handling that og, hid the package in my draws
Count me in bitch I’m involved, if that M involved
Layers pick up when I call, I meet them for golf
Drop them jolly’s in that cough, syrup watch them dissolve
I’m just saying this bitch to ball, nigga this is all
If this shit should hit the fan, just won’t hit the wall
Just gon' hit ya mans, till they fall
Chopper right around me, right around me, it’s on call
It could go whatever way you want it to it’s on ya’ll
I want nothing but money, power, and respect (yeah, yeah)
Wait a moment we gon' count up in the set (yeah, yeah)
I don’t know nothing but bad bitches in my set (yeah, yeah)
Ooh I hope my ex see the way I’m flexed (flexed, flexed)
Bet I get, it boy I come through like collection (yeah, yeah)
What you see, I see that nigga in my reflection (yeah, yeah)
Spin me sumn, on my feet watch where you stepping (watch where you stepping)
Know I came in this bitch dressed with extra dressing (yeah, yeah)
Look, don’t step on my feet, I spent a bucket
Talk to me about money, don’t switch the subject
Send that bitch a drink I bet she love it
Asked her if it was fake she let me rub it
Trap got everything if you like
Fucked her now she think that she a star
Hung up on her might not call her tomorrow
I do what I wanna
I want dough like stunner
These air max dope runners
But I am not a runner
I got 50s in my chopper, nigga it’s not a hunna
Shoot that bitch just like a not a hunter
I want nothing but money, power, and respect (yeah, yeah)
Wait a moment we gon' count up in the set (yeah, yeah)
I don’t know nothing but bad bitches in my set (yeah, yeah)
Ooh I hope my ex see the way I’m flexed (flexed, flexed)
Bet I get, it boy I come through like collection (yeah, yeah)
What you see, I see that nigga in my reflection (yeah, yeah)
Spin me sumn, on my feet watch where you stepping (where you stepping)
Know I came in this bitch dressed with extra dressing (yeah, yeah)