Money Moves - Lil Berete, Headie One

We got diamonds in my watch, every time I walk through, yeah

Maybe you won’t dance, better make that money move yeah

Had a quarter in my pants, but that money made you, girl

Money ain’t a thang, baby, hopping in the ring, yeah

Plenty different years, I was looking for them bands, yeah

Make it- make em pretty, ion really love that thang, girl

Pull up in a Porsche, and we left up in the Benz, yeah

When I hopped up out the Porsche, with the gang and not no friends, yeah

I was in the trap house really, tryna make me a mill no philly

Now I’m live in the radio, I can’t even answer the nizzy, I’ll still do

drillings

I ain’t gotta say it, been screwing this price you can even ask siri

S-line whip, I love false drillers, my young boy still do it on drillies

Bad Bs come to the nizz, we don’t want none of that love from Kiki

Bomb uptown with a pocket rocket, all plat' play freaky

Summertime still looking like it’s freezing and all of this ice looking like

it’s leaking

(?) turn 10 and the feds still feeling, and the lease still decent

We got diamonds in my watch, every time I walk through, yeah

Meet me on (?) better make that money move yeah

Had a quarter in my pants, but that money made you, girl

Money ain’t a thang, baby, hopping in the ring, yeah

Plenty different years, I was looking for them bands, yeah

Make it- make em pretty, ion really love that thang, girl

Pull up in a Porsche, and we left up in the Benz, yeah

When I hopped up out the Porsche, with the gang and not no friends, yeah

I can’t trust nobody, I can’t even trust my friends

All my homies locked up, I ain’t talking bout no fence

Balling like I’m Jordan and these haters on the bench

Baddies in my car, switching lanes, your shit rented

Coolin with your ho, Friday night I’m watching Netflix

Money come and go, run it up and I’ma spend it

I was tryna hit the stain, baby, I feel like the man, yeah

Remember I was broke, running to the bank, I ain’t had no change, yeah

We got diamonds in my watch, every time I walk through, yeah

Meet me on (?) better make that money move yeah

Had a quarter in my pants, but that money made you, girl

Money ain’t a thang, baby, hopping in the ring, yeah

Plenty different years, I was looking for them bands, yeah

Make it- make em pretty, ion really love that thang, girl

Pull up in a Porsche, and we left up in the Benz, yeah

When I hopped up out the Porsche, with the gang and not no friends, yeah