Текст песни Money Man - Alpha Bay

One house with ten rooms, high yieldin’ in farming
I’m trippin’, I hope I ain’t fuck up this harvest
In one building, I got like three different ‘partments
I go shop at Bergdof to cop me some garments
Vegan weed, we grew this shit with some spring water (Alawais)
This shit ain’t cheap, better come with your best offer
I’m really servin’ bags, I’m not a TikToker
He hold a fifty, I pulled up with three partners
Six choppers, only the Circle, no flip-floppers
Top shelf or low deps, you know I got two options
She ride the dick like a bull, baby, don’t stop it
BOA, Navy Fed ‘drawals, niggas can’t knock it
Sometimes, I middle-man, I put the tops on ’em
AlphaBay shit, nigga, I’m droppin’ sauce on ’em
Let niggas get wild and I’m lettin’ off on ’em
Verse

Fontana, I’m brunchin’, on salad, I’m munchin’
Them numbers, I’m punchin’, that dry weed is crunchy
They still finna grab it, they know it ain’t average
The bank need ID, I’ma email or fax it
Got hoes in the Czech Republic on them tablets
They makin’ them old niggas send that cabbage
We not the same, I’m out of niggas’ stratos’
I’m uppin’ that flame if niggas get too active
Got shrooms, bars, and resin, my bitch thick and sexy
This Rolex impressive, got binary weapons
Got four different spots and they all havin’ plenty
Sellin’ weed, talkin’ THC, I got my hands in ’em
They hard to keep up with, I let my bitch run ’em
I done went platinum, but I still got street money
I done went platinum, but I still be fried and shit
Don’t get it twisted, I’ll still come and off some shit
Routing and checking account, I devour it
Grow house need tons of the power, rerouting it
Counted out forty mil’, why they be doubting it?
Exotic bitch with me, just got through countin’ it
Niggas spend dimes, then you know we gon’ counter it
I’m good with math, so you know I’m accountin’ it
Ain’t feel like countin’, so I money counter it
Servin’ my Haitian, we met at the Mandarin
Chorus

One house with ten rooms, high yieldin’ in farming
I’m trippin’, I hope I ain’t fuck up this harvest
In one building, I got like three different ‘partments
I go shop at Bergdof to cop me some garments
Vegan weed, we grew this shit with some spring water
This shit ain’t cheap, better come with your best offer
I’m really servin’ bags, I’m not a TikToker
He hold a fifty, I pulled up with three partners
Six choppers, only the Circle, no flip-floppers
Top shelf or low deps, you know I got two options
She ride the dick like a bull, baby, don’t stop it
BOA, Navy Fed ‘drawals, niggas can’t knock it
Sometimes, I middle-man, I put the tops on ’em
AlphaBay shit, nigga, I’m droppin’ sauce on ’em
Let niggas get wild and I’m lettin’ off on ’em