© 2026 philly_huncho. All rights reserved. Written by philly_huncho Date: April 25, 2026 [Intro] (Phew phew phew…) Brrrrra… cha-ching… (yeah… yeah…) Money machine talkin’… (let’s go!) [Hook] Brrrrra, cha-ching, get my gang gifts (gang!) Glow so hot, you can’t stop me, Christmas lit (lit! skrrt!) It’s my time to get it, my time to shine (shine! brrrrra!) I need a hustlin’ trophy, it’s my kind of grind (grind! cha-ching!) Phew phew, that’s that money sound (phew phew!) Money counter goin’ up, hear it all around (round!) Brrrrra, cha-ching, yeah the racks came in (came in!) I was broke before, now I’m back again (back again!) [Verse 1] Ever since I ran my money up, I been runnin’ wild (ran it up!) Buy whatever, calm down? I can’t calm down (nah!) Cuttin’ all these checks, got a cut up on my thumb now (cha-ching!) She just want the neck first, then she want pound town (woo!) Can’t lie, she get wet, even though she been around (yeah!) I’m too turnt up, ain’t no turnin’ down (turnt!) All these girls wanna slide, can’t name one that turn me down (nah!) Money machine in the room, hear the money sound (phew phew!) We roll around on skis, she know where the money is (gang gang!) She put out too, life right, three times, yeah it is (three times!) Tried her, she ain’t loyal, now she mine (mine!) Shoulda rolled with me, now it’s cha-ching time (cha-ching!) [Hook] Brrrrra, cha-ching, get my gang gifts (gang!) Glow so hot, you can’t stop me, Christmas lit (lit!) It’s my time to get it, my time to shine (shine!) I need a hustlin’ trophy, it’s my kind of grind (grind!) [Verse 2] Under pressure, under pressure, desperate measures (pressure!) Scrape the bowl, get the extras (extras!) Gotta ghost when shit get weird (ghost!) By the time they blink, I disappear (gone!) Police cameras on the block, they watchin’ every move (watchin’!) You ain’t gotta do shit, still got somethin’ to prove (prove it!) Under pressure on the trigger finger when it hit (brrrrra!) Under pressure buyin’ Richard Millies, icy wrists (ice!) When you lookin’ at me, I give you somethin’ to see (look!) Need a money machine, yeah it’s nothin’ to me (cha-ching!) These boys joggin’ in place while I’m passin’ the league (lap em!) If swag was a crime, I’d get life on the beat (life!) [Hook] Phew phew, that’s that money sound (phew phew!) Money machine goin’ braaa when it count (braaa!) Brrrrra, cha-ching, get my gang gifts (gang!) Glow so hot, you can’t stop me, Christmas lit (lit!) [Verse 3] Fuck that humble shit, I’m spazzin’ ’bout mine (fuck that!) I got Dolph lookin’ down and I know he proud (R.I.P.!) Don’t worry ’bout Glock, I’ma hold it down (hold it down!) Blue diamonds on me just to let ‘em know you around (blue diamonds!) Ain’t shit changed, I’m still makin’ enemies frown (frown!) Paper Route money still floodin’ in now (paper route!) Phew phew phew when the racks touchdown (touchdown!) Whole gang eat when I cash out loud (gang gang!) Ring in the new year of cha-ching (cha-ching!) Bought gang gifts, let the bells ring (bells ring!) Flow so hot, I glow like Christmas lights (lit!) Celebrate life, yeah we live tonight (let’s go!) [Outro] Brrrrra… (brrrrra!) Cha-ching… (cha-ching!) Money machine… (money machine!) Phew phew phew… (phew phew!) Yeah… yeah…
