This is a song about "Dont got that much money"

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Get so much brain and money, enrich the dummy, aint it funny?

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Gone head an make that money

Unless you got that money sonny, best you fuckin throw down

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

Got so much money and booty call it pirate loot

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Damn i forgot how much money he got

Dont care about how much monopoly money u stash

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Got so much money that's call inflation

At this love thing toe to toe

Got so much fucking doe/