Money On Money Lyrics – Young Thug

“Money On Money” Lyrics by Young Thug is a latest English song in the voice of Young Thug. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “Money On Money” song lyrics are also written by Young Thug. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. “”Money On Money”” by Young Thug is all about living rich, staying flashy, and showing loyalty to close ones. He raps about spending millions on his girl and kids, riding in luxury cars, and not messing with fake friends or snitches. There’s a mix of flexing wealth, wild stories with women, and sticking to the street code, all delivered in his unique, fast-paced style.

Money On Money Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
(Wheezy outta here)
(808 Mafia)
The Wagster, turn on your song
Yeah, okay

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Money on money, these millions, ya dig?
I’m spendin this s*it on my b!tch and my kids
I’m sitting in the Bent’, not the Benz
This motherfu*ker pink slip, n!gga, no rent
I don’t want you going to do nothing if I gotta be the one tell you to spin

These fu*k n!ggas telling for nothing and I gotta be the one calling ’em friends
Uh, drop top Rolls-Royce, I don’t know the kind, I don’t know the name of it
Fu*ked this lil’ b!tch last night and this morning, but I don’t know the name of her
She told that pu*sy, she don’t know nothing about him and it fu*ked his fame up
We want the same mud, not the green, my n!gga, the same mud

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Mama, you a thot (Uh)
I don’t want shots (Uh)
Brother, you a rat (My brother)
Twin, you a pack (Twin)
Running through Saks
Louis V slacks (Louis)
Hermès trench (Hermès)
Swimming pool heated (Ooh)
Yeah, she ain’t tryna eat it (She ain’t tryna what?)
Shawty, you can beat it (B!tch)
Drinking two-liter, ride a two-seater (Uh, uh), riding with a eater (B!tch)
Calling me papi, I’m calling her mami and señorita (Uh, yeah, all of it)
I ain’t being cocky, but I been putting on ever since beepers (No kizzy)
Fu*k me good the first day, a n!gga might keep her (Fu*k a n!gga good)
Blowing money fast like a fu*king cheetah (Mm, that’s good)
I been in the trenches filled with hyenas (Ah)
Bugatti Spyder, whipping that b!tch from the side

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Money on money, these millions, ya dig?
I’m spendin this s*it on my b!tch and my kids (Put this s*it up for my kids)
I’m sitting in the Bent’, not the Benz
This motherfu*ker pink slip, n!gga, no rent (No rent, n!gga)
I don’t want you going to do nothing if I gotta be the one tell you to spin (Hah)
These fu*k n!ggas telling for nothing and I gotta be the one calling ’em friends (On God)
Uh, drop top Rolls-Royce, I don’t know the kind, I don’t know the name of it (I don’t know the name of it)
Fu*ked this lil’ b!tch last night and this morning, but I don’t know the name of her (What’s her name?)
She told that pu*sy, she don’t know nothing about him and it fu*ked his fame up (Haha)
We want the same mud, not the green, my n!gga, the same mud

[Interlude: Future & Young Thug]
You identify my b!tches with APs
She ain’t got a AP, she is not mine
You cold, he cold
She belong to the streets (Ski)

[Verse 2: Future]
Uh-huh, spoiled lil’ b!tch wearing a Patek (Huh)
Rose gold snake, she a baddie (Uh-huh)
Transport foreign, go slatty (Uh-huh)
Dogging out a ho like Shaggy (Beep)
Could’ve went Spec’, went Caddy (Ah)
Pull up with the cutter, we ready, yeah
Fu*ked the opp b!tch, I’m petty (Ah)
Iced out bolognese spaghetti, yeah
First off gotta go baguettie (Slime)
Talk less, do more spinning, yeah
Walk down, s*it’ll get drenchy, uh
Turnt the whole city up litty (Skrrt)
Bad b!tch could’ve went viddy (Wow)
Savage, 21 killers (Brr)
Brat b!tch riding wit’ her sister, huh
Dog-ass ho, you a thotty, ayy
Bruh turn cop, new body, uh
Twin, you a rat, you smoked, uh
Shoot ’em in the head, you the GOAT, uh
Could’ve went fed, went broke, uh
Trap n!gga living out the ocean, yeah
The Phantom, the Rolls, I don’t know
The eaters go wherever I go (Uh-ah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Money on money, these millions, ya dig?
I’m spendin this s*it on my b!tch and my kids
I’m sitting in the Bent’, not the Benz
This motherfu*ker pink slip, n!gga, no rent
I don’t want you going to do nothing if I gotta be the one tell you to spin
These fu*k n!ggas telling for nothing and I gotta be the one calling ’em friends
Uh, drop top Rolls-Royce, I don’t know the kind, I don’t know the name of it
Fu*ked this lil’ b!tch last night and this morning, but I don’t know the name of her
She told that pu*sy, she don’t know nothing about him and it fu*ked his fame up
We want the same mud, not the green, my n!gga, the same mud

Young Thug Songs

Money On Money Lyrics Meaning

[Intro: Young Thug]
This intro’s just a vibe check. He’s shouting out the producers — Wheezy, 808 Mafia, and The Wagster — basically letting you know the beat’s about to hit and the track is starting.

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Young Thug is bragging about having stacks of money and how he’s using it to take care of his girl and his kids. He’s not leasing his luxury car — he owns it, which shows he’s really ballin’. He’s not into giving orders for people to take action; he wants people around him to already be real and loyal without needing direction. He’s also frustrated about fake friends who end up snitching. He’s driving around in a Rolls-Royce, not even sure which model it is — that’s how rich he is. He hooked up with someone recently but doesn’t even know her name, showing how casual those relationships are for him. Then he throws in a line about someone losing their fame because a girl didn’t back them up. Lastly, he emphasizes loyalty and shared struggle — he and his close ones come from the same gritty background, the “same mud,” not just chasing money (“the green”).

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
This part is wild and chaotic. He calls out people around him — saying his mom’s wild, someone’s a snitch, another one’s a lost cause. Then he flexes hard — shopping at Saks, rocking Louis Vuitton and Hermès, living in a place with a heated pool. He mentions a girl who’s not doing what he wants, so he tells her to leave. He’s riding in a two-seater car with a girl who’s clearly down for the lifestyle. They’re using Spanish pet names, and he mentions how he’s been doing this flashy, fast-living life since the beeper days. If a girl impresses him enough, he might even stick with her. He’s blowing money crazy fast — like a cheetah running. He’s been through tough situations (“trenches”) filled with dangerous people (“hyenas”). He wraps up by flexing that he’s driving a Bugatti Spyder, and he’s doing it his way — from the side, just showing off his own unique flavor.

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Again, Thug is doubling down on his money moves — spending big on his family and living large. He’s in a Bentley, not just any fancy car, and he owns it outright. He doesn’t want to be the guy always pushing people to act — he wants everyone around him to be self-motivated and solid. He’s frustrated with fake loyalty from people who snitch, yet he still ends up having to associate with them. He’s got so many luxury cars he can’t even name them all, and casual hookups are so common he doesn’t even bother remembering names. Then he talks about a situation where a girl denies knowing someone, and it messes up that guy’s reputation. The last part about “same mud” hits again — he’s saying he doesn’t want people just chasing money, he wants those who came from the struggle like him.

[Interlude: Future & Young Thug]
This part is Future laying down his rules. He marks his girls by gifting them expensive AP watches. If a girl doesn’t have one, she’s not with him. Then he adds that if she’s not loyal, she belongs to the streets — meaning she’s not relationship material.

[Verse 2: Future]
Future jumps in and talks about a woman he spoils with expensive stuff, like a Patek watch and rose gold jewelry. He’s moving around in foreign cars, doing his thing. He compares the way he treats women to Shaggy from Scooby-Doo — messy and not really committed. He could’ve picked other cars but went for something flashier. He’s always ready for drama, even saying he’s down to pull up with weapons. He admits he’s petty, even bragging about hooking up with someone from the opposing side. He’s rocking expensive chains that look like spaghetti and diamonds (“baguettie”). He talks less and acts more, especially when it comes to settling scores. His lifestyle turns the city up — it’s wild wherever he goes. He’s got a bad girl with him who could’ve been in music videos, surrounded by killers, and riding with wild girls. He’s also calling out fake people, saying someone turned into a cop and another got taken out. Even though he could’ve ended up in jail, he’s still living big, chilling by the ocean in a Rolls or a Phantom. Wherever he goes, girls follow.

[Chorus: Young Thug]
One more time, he repeats the flex — stacking millions, taking care of his girl and his kids, and cruising in luxury rides he owns outright. He keeps his circle tight and wants people who act, not wait for orders. He’s not here for fake loyalty and still gets stuck around those types. His wealth’s so ridiculous that he doesn’t even bother to know the details of the things he owns or the people he’s with. He talks about a girl distancing herself from someone else, ruining that guy’s image — again highlighting how messy things can get. And finally, he keeps saying he values the people who came up with him from the struggle, not the ones just chasing money.

FAQs

Q. Who has sung Money On Money song?
A. Money On Money song is sung by Young Thug.

Q. Who wrote Money On Money lyrics?
A. Money On Money lyrics are penned by Young Thug.

Q. Who has given the music of Money On Money song?
A. Money On Money music is composed and produced by Young Thug.

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