Remix of the song "If it ain't about the money" [Intro] eah man, Vamp's in this motherfucker with me, dawg To the mix with it (DJVAMP) [Verse 1 ] Six shots in the clip, still bustin' out the bando My jewelry real ice, cold metal like a can opener Went from rags to the bag, now I'm really up Went from lil' hoopty to a bad one with smart lips H n' K on my hip got me walkin' with a limp I'm goin' fishin' with these little bitty shrimp dimps Bankroll sittin' fat, got a heavy dip She gon' bring that bag on a big ship Real trill, no quick trip Got packs in the alley, know bitch right there She just tryna have a good day Blow more trees than a n*gguh out in L.A. I want them birds stacked up 'til next May Ain't no way I'm lettin' 'em fly away [Chorus] What!? Aye buddy, aye buddy Listen up to what my homie Vamp say If it ain't about the money Don't be blowin' me up, homie I ain't gettin' up If it ain't about the money Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time If it ain't about the money Nah I can't even hear what you sayin', I ain't finna do shit If it ain't about the money Miss me with it, fool — miss me with that bullshit [Verse 2] Turn it! I pack an eleven, I pack an eleven, ooh Ridin' in the gator, feet in Giuseppe, ooh S.L.I.M.E. like the reverend, still shoot at the reverend, aye Fresh out the Gucci store, pockets stuffed with lettuce, aye She tryna get the extras, I fold on these shorties, hey Time to pay up? Watch me bail on these shorties, hey [Break] Ay, what you think we posted in the hood for? Standin' on the corner with a pocket full of dough I'll be damned if I ever wife a hood hoe Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones" Put your money down, I can buck a hard four Play with it and I'ma send shots through your car door My watch flooded out, sick as Parvo Doin' it for the black and yellow, free Hardo Head honcho, no Tonto, dawg Quick to slide some bricks in a Bronco, dawg They run they mouth, I don't respond to none, dawg No bodies, no bread, no convo [Repeat Chorus] [Repeat Verse 2] [Verse 3] Aye, what you think we posted in the hood for? Standin' in the trap, slangin' that good blow Maybach days used to move that crack Buy a stolen whip then let the AK clap Take a loss? Better bring that bag right back Catch you slippin', heat gon' blow your brains 'bout that Better watch your mouth when you speakin' on me Bye-gones? Nah, we don't let shit be Disrespect me and I'm catchin' a felony Real talk, I can show you how to get paid But I ain't interested in shit you say [Chorus] If it ain't about the money Don't be blowin' me up, homie I ain't gettin' up If it ain't about the money Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time If it ain't about the money Nah I can't even hear what you sayin', I ain't finna do shit If it ain't about the money Miss me with it, fool — miss me with that bullshit [End]©2026 DJVAMP Official Music has All rights reserved. Lyrics, LEX AI ideas and ART filed US Copyright Office.©
