Juice WRLD — Money Globetrotter

[Intro] Money on the way, money on the way Money on the way, way Ee, money on the way (Yeah, lil' bitch?, uh) [Verse] Got my racks up (Racks), that's a fact (Yeah) I spend the dollars (Cash), make him mad, uh (Yeah) I'm your father (Dad), uh, I'm your dad (Yeah), uh Big ass chopper (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) Spent 2 thou' on these joggers (Rich) Got another 20K in my joggers, yeah (Rich, rich) He don't want real smoke, he's a blogger, yeah (Grrah, tsh) Me, I ball like a globetrotter, yeah (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Money on the way, bitches in the way Drugs heal the pain, guns make him run But my songs make him sing, uh Bullet to the face, mask on my face I ain't catchin' a case, cash in the safe Fuck a bank, bitch, I'm the bank Passin' the race in my Wraith, double lap again Keep it on me, let it blow, oh, oh, oh, yeah Passin' the race in my Wraith, double lap again Keep it on me, let it blow, oh, oh, oh, yeah