Tell em what the f*ck goin on with that
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
You know what it is, you know what it ain't
I do what I want, I do what you can't
I'm sippin on lean, I'm pourin up drink
Stay smokin on gas, I keep a full tank
Diamonds like water, drippin like paint
They sendin shots, bitch and complain
I send condolences, cock it then aim
Then I spit my verse while they moppin the brains
Old money on the carpet, new drugs on the counter
Got powder, got fish, ain't talkin about flounder
This ain't that regular shit you encounter
This ain't that regular dick, I'ma drown her
Upper with a downer, dirty Sprite with some coke
Yeah, life can be a bitch, got my dick in her throat
Yeah, I got it out the mud like I'm diggin a moat
Bitch, I meant every line of this shit that I wrote
I just want a castle, you can have the queen
I stay rollin diesel, smokin gasoline
Lyrics on lethal, shootin with the team
Pull up with a beam, turn this shit into a meme
Coke so clean, but the Sprite stay dirty
Money be straight but my bitch be curvy
Say something crazy, get popped like a perky
They hatin over there, yeah, I hope they heard me, for real
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
My money been long, but I got a short fuse
My ex ole lady give a f*ck what I do
I'm chasing after paper walk a mile in my shoes
My homies bang red, give these hoes the blues
But they hate on me, I'm so confused
Better give me my crown cause its overdue
Try to give me advice? I know what to do
Call my gun 'the church' cause all the pews
Full magazine put you on the news
It's a concrete jungle not a zoo
Gotta sacrifice and pay your dues
Aint afraid of you, aint afraid to lose
Better strike a pose, don't make a move
I can play my role, cant play a fool
Better strike a pose, don't make a move
I can play my role, cant play a fool
That's why they over there mad
Don't get mad, get cash
Burn that blunt to ash
Dirty money, I need a bath
That's why they over there mad
Don't get mad, get cash
Burn that blunt to ash
Dirty money, I need a bath
That's a fact
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
Y'all know what the f*ck goin' on right here
Vac sealed pressure, it's a bomb right here
Pick up the phone, bae blow my phone
Hit her with the band and the Trom' right here
Whole squad on cheer
Let's go
24 bottles and not one beer
Talking about cash like a auctioneer
Finna catch a body like Lake Lanier
You know we
Big bottle poppin' that Brutal
Got my bitch serving out the country like hoorah
Slide with a lil' high top like Supra
Drop a hundred racks right there on the foo-pah
Baby, this here, this clean dough
Baby got white on the nose like gringo
Baby, I'ma star like Ringo
Say that she a leftie finna make her bilingual
I ain't even hit my prime
Yet
All I'm knowing is the grind
Bet
And when we step out every time
Bottles and sparkles are flying
Bitch you surrounded by lions
And I came to f*ck up a check
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
Ashes of the Apocalypse - Money on the Carpet (feat. Gustavo Gatsby, R3CKL3SS, KamaKeezy & ODDWATERS) Lyrics
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Tell em what the f*ck goin on with that
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
You know what it is, you know what it ain't
I do what I want, I do what you can't
I'm sippin on lean, I'm pourin up drink
Stay smokin on gas, I keep a full tank
Diamonds like water, drippin like paint
They sendin shots, bitch and complain
I send condolences, cock it then aim
Then I spit my verse while they moppin the brains
Old money on the carpet, new drugs on the counter
Got powder, got fish, ain't talkin about flounder
This ain't that regular shit you encounter
This ain't that regular dick, I'ma drown her
Upper with a downer, dirty Sprite with some coke
Yeah, life can be a bitch, got my dick in her throat
Yeah, I got it out the mud like I'm diggin a moat
Bitch, I meant every line of this shit that I wrote
I just want a castle, you can have the queen
I stay rollin diesel, smokin gasoline
Lyrics on lethal, shootin with the team
Pull up with a beam, turn this shit into a meme
Coke so clean, but the Sprite stay dirty
Money be straight but my bitch be curvy
Say something crazy, get popped like a perky
They hatin over there, yeah, I hope they heard me, for real
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
My money been long, but I got a short fuse
My ex ole lady give a f*ck what I do
I'm chasing after paper walk a mile in my shoes
My homies bang red, give these hoes the blues
But they hate on me, I'm so confused
Better give me my crown cause its overdue
Try to give me advice? I know what to do
Call my gun 'the church' cause all the pews
Full magazine put you on the news
It's a concrete jungle not a zoo
Gotta sacrifice and pay your dues
Aint afraid of you, aint afraid to lose
Better strike a pose, don't make a move
I can play my role, cant play a fool
Better strike a pose, don't make a move
I can play my role, cant play a fool
That's why they over there mad
Don't get mad, get cash
Burn that blunt to ash
Dirty money, I need a bath
That's why they over there mad
Don't get mad, get cash
Burn that blunt to ash
Dirty money, I need a bath
That's a fact
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
Y'all know what the f*ck goin' on right here
Vac sealed pressure, it's a bomb right here
Pick up the phone, bae blow my phone
Hit her with the band and the Trom' right here
Whole squad on cheer
Let's go
24 bottles and not one beer
Talking about cash like a auctioneer
Finna catch a body like Lake Lanier
You know we
Big bottle poppin' that Brutal
Got my bitch serving out the country like hoorah
Slide with a lil' high top like Supra
Drop a hundred racks right there on the foo-pah
Baby, this here, this clean dough
Baby got white on the nose like gringo
Baby, I'ma star like Ringo
Say that she a leftie finna make her bilingual
I ain't even hit my prime
Yet
All I'm knowing is the grind
Bet
And when we step out every time
Bottles and sparkles are flying
Bitch you surrounded by lions
And I came to f*ck up a check
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
You know what it is, you know what it ain't
I do what I want, I do what you can't
I'm sippin on lean, I'm pourin up drink
Stay smokin on gas, I keep a full tank
Diamonds like water, drippin like paint
They sendin shots, bitch and complain
I send condolences, cock it then aim
Then I spit my verse while they moppin the brains
Old money on the carpet, new drugs on the counter
Got powder, got fish, ain't talkin about flounder
This ain't that regular shit you encounter
This ain't that regular dick, I'ma drown her
Upper with a downer, dirty Sprite with some coke
Yeah, life can be a bitch, got my dick in her throat
Yeah, I got it out the mud like I'm diggin a moat
Bitch, I meant every line of this shit that I wrote
I just want a castle, you can have the queen
I stay rollin diesel, smokin gasoline
Lyrics on lethal, shootin with the team
Pull up with a beam, turn this shit into a meme
Coke so clean, but the Sprite stay dirty
Money be straight but my bitch be curvy
Say something crazy, get popped like a perky
They hatin over there, yeah, I hope they heard me, for real
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
My money been long, but I got a short fuse
My ex ole lady give a f*ck what I do
I'm chasing after paper walk a mile in my shoes
My homies bang red, give these hoes the blues
But they hate on me, I'm so confused
Better give me my crown cause its overdue
Try to give me advice? I know what to do
Call my gun 'the church' cause all the pews
Full magazine put you on the news
It's a concrete jungle not a zoo
Gotta sacrifice and pay your dues
Aint afraid of you, aint afraid to lose
Better strike a pose, don't make a move
I can play my role, cant play a fool
Better strike a pose, don't make a move
I can play my role, cant play a fool
That's why they over there mad
Don't get mad, get cash
Burn that blunt to ash
Dirty money, I need a bath
That's why they over there mad
Don't get mad, get cash
Burn that blunt to ash
Dirty money, I need a bath
That's a fact
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
Y'all know what the f*ck goin' on right here
Vac sealed pressure, it's a bomb right here
Pick up the phone, bae blow my phone
Hit her with the band and the Trom' right here
Whole squad on cheer
Let's go
24 bottles and not one beer
Talking about cash like a auctioneer
Finna catch a body like Lake Lanier
You know we
Big bottle poppin' that Brutal
Got my bitch serving out the country like hoorah
Slide with a lil' high top like Supra
Drop a hundred racks right there on the foo-pah
Baby, this here, this clean dough
Baby got white on the nose like gringo
Baby, I'ma star like Ringo
Say that she a leftie finna make her bilingual
I ain't even hit my prime
Yet
All I'm knowing is the grind
Bet
And when we step out every time
Bottles and sparkles are flying
Bitch you surrounded by lions
And I came to f*ck up a check
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, I said
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna, but can't shit stop it
There's too much money on the carpet, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play, and why they over there mad
And we over here like, ayy
They wanna try so bad
But they know we ain't finna play
Writer: Steven Schaefer, Matthew Odle, Carlos Newson, Justin Lancaster
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Ashes of the Apocalypse
Language: English
Length: 4:48
Written by: Steven Schaefer, Matthew Odle, Carlos Newson, Justin Lancaster