Megan Thee Stallion – Money Good (Lyrics | Audio)

Lyrics “Money Good” – Megan Thee Stallion

DJ Chose
Money good, I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t
Money good, ahh.. ay, ayy

Money good, throw up where I’m from
Let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex, yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good

Ride with some hitters and they wish a b**ch would
I don’t wanna argue ’bout it, baby, I’m good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good

Man, I hate a ol’ lame d**k-riding ass b**ch
Never let a sack chaser hang in my clique
F**k getting clout, b**ch, I’m tryna get rich
Better hide your wallet when I fall in the mix
Can’t deny I’m a star, you can tell by my walk
I ain’t even gotta f**k him, he just love how I talk
I’m embracing the fake, I’m accepting the hate
If I wasn’t number one, they wouldn’t come for my place

Money good, throw up where I’m from
Let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex, yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good

Ride with some hitters and they wish a b**ch would
I don’t wanna argue ’bout it, baby, I’m good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good

Throw up where I’m from, let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a picture should I flex, yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good

Man, I know some broke ass n**gas who be hatin’
Pop a rubber band put that money in they face
I be out here grindin’ like a n**ga who ain’t ate
You ain’t bringing nothing to the table but your plate
B**ch, I’m out here ballin’ like a motherf**kin’ fade
I can’t gossip with you when there’s money to be made
I’m tryna get my pockets 99 Ricki Lake
When you bein’ real you ain’t worry ’bout who fake

Money good, throw up where I’m from
Let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex, yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good

Ride with some hitters and they wish a b**ch would
I don’t wanna argue ’bout it, baby, I’m good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good

Throw up where I’m from, let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex, yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good

Hair long, nail long, money long, too
Get a bag, spend it, make it back time two
I could never let nobody tell me what to do
If a n**ga get to trippin’ then I’ma throw that boy the deuce
Pull up in a Rolls Royce finna rock a show
Clique full of bad friends, we at Pappadeaux
Rent due, finna let your baby daddy know
He in love with me but he know to play his role

Money good, throw up where I’m from
Let ’em know I’m still hood versuri.online
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex, yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good

Ride with some hitters and they wish a b**ch would
I don’t wanna argue ’bout it, baby, I’m good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good

Throw up where I’m from, let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex, yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout s**t, money good…

➤ Written by Megan Thee Stallion
Album: Fever
Produced by DJ Chose
Megan Thee Stallion | 2019

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