Money Machine

[Verse 1] You think you're so fucking tough You talk a lotta big game For someone with a small truck Oh look at those arms Your arms look so fucking cute They look like little cigarettes I could smoke you I could roast you And then you'd love it And you'd text me, I love you And I'd ghost you [Chorus] Big boys coming with the big stuff I feel so clean like a money machine Big boys coming with the big trucks Feel so clean like a money machine Big boys coming with the big stuff I feel so clean like a money machine Big boys coming with the big trucks I feel so clean like a money machine [Post-Chorus] I feel so clean like a money machine I feel so clean I feel so clean [Verse 2] Tell me what's the deal I've been tryna go to bed I've been up for days I've been tryna get ahead Said it all before And I'll say it once again I'm better off alone Tell me what's the deal I've been tryna go to bed I've been up for days I've been tryna get ahead Said it all before And I'll say it once again I'm better off alone [Chorus] Big boys coming with the big stuff I feel so clean like a money machine Big boys coming with the big trucks I feel so clean like a money machine Big boys coming with the big stuff I feel so clean like a money machine Big boys coming with the big trucks I feel so clean like a money machine [Post-Chorus] I feel so clean like a money machine I feel so clean I feel so clean Feel so clean like a money machine Feel so clean like a money machine I feel so clean like a money machine Feel so clean I feel so clean [Chorus] Big boys coming with the big stuff I feel so clean like a money machine Big boys coming with the big trucks I feel so clean like a money machine Big boys coming with the big stuff I feel so clean like a money machine Big boys coming with the big trucks I feel so clean like a money machine