Gimme Sum Money - Ty Bri Lyrics

[Intro]
(Rari on the beat)
Ayy
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
(Philly Ferrari)

[Chorus]
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Yeah, nigga)
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Bring that bread with you)
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Bring that bread with you)
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Yeah, nigga)

[Verse 1]
Gentleman Donny, he wanna feel on my body (Yeah)
Rockin' a Richard Mille and got a house on the hilly (Okay)
I'ma give him his dosage, this pussy good as hypnosis (Wow)
I'ma pop it no hands, then watch him drop in a trance
Then blow all his paper, portray like I wanna date him (I love you)
Tell him 'bout how I feel him, then I'ma dip in the Sprinter
Wanna see me the weekend, nigga like how I freak him
I won't let him get deep in without me giving him reasons
'Cause I need bag money (Yup), another LLC (Mhm)
And I ain't fuckin' on no man that can't invest in me, nope, nope, nope
I know dudes that got POs that still toke, toke, toke
Bitch, don't speak my name if you don't want smoke, smoke, smoke
[Chorus]
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Yeah, nigga)
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Bring that bread with you)
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Bring that bread with you)
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Yeah, nigga)

[Verse 2]
Anything I please, please believe he gon' cop for me (Yup)
He the type of nigga push, and own property (He got it)
Callin' me Bri Bri, slippery like a seaweed
Guess he know how to treat me, after we done, we blow tree-tree
I can't take him in public 'cause bitches pressed and be jealous (You mad?)
I'ma link with my sisters and put 'em on to his cousins (Too bad)
If you ain't 'bout this life, please take some advice
Never let a nigga pipe without him willin' to swipe
I got a light bill (What else?), and my rent due (Okay)
Fuck me with your chains on and buy me Jimmy Choo (Ayy)
'Cause I need money, I need cars (Yeah), come through fuckin' up the malls (Yeah)
Nigga say he like to ball, well, make him spend it all
[Chorus]
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Yeah, nigga)
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Bring that bread with you)
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Bring that bread with you)
Give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money
Give me, give me some money (Yeah, nigga)