Peak
38
Weeks
3
Score
294
Chart Year
2024
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"Money On Money" blends Young Thug's melodic flows with Future's gritty charisma. One part flex, one part vendetta, it is Thugger's first proper single since leaving jail in October 2024. After serving over 900 days behind bars, the rapper struck a plea deal that saw him handed 15 years of probation. Thug opens the song with the chorus, where he boasts about his obscenely expensive rides. In his verse he lobs a lyrical grenade at Gunna, his former YSL associate who took an Alford plea in the same RICO case and has been the subject of much side-eye ever since. He continues with descriptions of a designer shopping spree and relationships defined by lust. In strolls Future with his signature blend of braggadocio and street wisdom, referencing luxury watches, cars, and snitches. Young Thug and Future have a long and often fruitful collaborative history, including their 2017 Super Slimey joint album, "Relationship," Drake's "Way 2 Sexy," Gunna's "Pushin P" and Lil Baby's "Dum, Dumb, and Dumber." Southside, Wheezy, Beatzbyrrose, Dez Wright, and 9Jay handle the production, delivering a beat that blends classic trap elements with a modern, cinematic edge. The track features a notable beat switch when Future enters that pushes the song further into classic trap territory. The Brendan O'Connor-directed video has Thug and Future racing through a dockyard in modified stock cars, visually reinforcing the song's themes of wealth and bravado. "Money on Money" was released on April 25, 2025, as the lead single to Thug's fourth album, UY Scuti. The album is named after one of the largest known stars in the universe, symbolizing Thug's ambition for a cosmic-scale comeback.
Wheezy Outta here! (808 Mafia!) The Wagster, turn me up some Yeah, okay chorus Young Thug Money on money, these millions, ya dig? I′m spending this shit on my bitch and my kids I'm sittin′ in the Bent, not the Benz This motherfucker pink slip nigga, no rent I don't want you going to do nothin' If I gotta be the one tell you to spin These fuck niggas tellin′ for nothin′ And I gotta be the one callin' ′em friends (Grrah) drop top Rolls-Royce I don't know the kind I don′t know the name of it Fuck this lil' bitch last night and this morning But I don′t know the name of her She told that pussy she don't know nothin' about him And it fucked his fame up We want the same mud, not the green, my nigga, the same mud verse Young Thug Mama you a thot (ah) I don′t want shots (ah) Brother you a rat (my brother) Twin, you a pack (twin you) Runnin′ through Saks (hey!) 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 Drinkin' two liter, riding two-seater, ridin′ with a eater (uh, beast) Callin' me papi, I′m callin' her mami and señorita (uh, yeah, all of it!) I ain't been cocky, but I been puttin′ on ever since beepers (no kizzy) Fuck me good the first day, a nigga might keep her (fuck a nigga good) Blowin′ money fast like a fucking cheeta (mm, that's good) I been in the trenches filled with Hyenas (ah, Hyenas, yeah-yeah) Bugatti Spyder whippin′ that bitch from the side chorus Young Thug Money on money, these millions, ya dig? I'm spending this shit on my bitches and kids (put that shit up for my kids) I′m sittin' in the Bent′ not the Benz This motherfucker pink slip nigga, no rent (no rent, ya dig?) I don't want you going to do nothin' If I gotta be the one tell you to spin These fuck niggas tellin′ for nothin′ And I gotta be the one callin' ′em friends (on God) (Grrah) 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) Fuck this lil′ bitch last night and this morning But I don't know the name of her (what's her name?) She told that pussy she don′t know nothin′ about him And it fucked his fame up (ha-ha) We want the same mud, not the green, my nigga, the same mud bridge Young Thug & Future You identify my bitches with AP She ain't got an AP, she is not mine You cold, he cold She belongs to the streets (ski) verse Young Thug & Future (Ayuh) Spoiled lil′ bitch wearin' a Patek (ayuh) Rose gold snake, she a baddie (ayuh) Transport foreign, go slatty (ayuh) Doggin′ out the hoe like Shaggy (bih) Could've went Spec′, went Caddy' Pull up with the cutter, we ready (yeah) Fucked a opp bitch, I'm petty (ah) Iced out bolognese spaghetti (yeah) First off, gotta go baguette (slime) Talk less, do more spinnin′ (yeah) Walk down shit′ll get drenchy Turn the whole city up litty (skrrt) Bad bitch could've went viddy (wow) Savage, 21 killers (brr) Brat bitch ridin′ with her sister Dog ass ho, you a thotty, ugh Bruh turn cop new body, ugh Twin you rat, you smoke, ugh Shoot em' in the head, you the GOAT, ugh Coulda went fed, went broke, ugh Trap nigga livin′ out the ocean, yeah The Phantom, the Rolls I don't know The eaters go everywhere I go (ayuh) chorus Young Thug Money on money, these millions, ya dig? I′m spending this shit on my bitches and my kids I'm sittin' in the Bent′ not the Benz This motherfucker pink slip nigga, no rent I don′t want you going to do nothin' If I gotta be the one tell you to spin These fuck niggas tellin′ for nothin' And I gotta be the one callin′ 'em friends (Grrah) drop top Rolls-Royce, I don′t know the kind I don't know the name of it Fuck this lil' bitch last night and this morning But I don′t know the name of her She told that pussy she don′t know nothin' about him And it fucked his fame up We want the same mud, not the green, my nigga the same mud
| Week | Chart Date | Position | Points |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | May 10, 2025 | 38 | 88 |
| 2 | May 17, 2025 | 71 | 55 |
| 3 | May 24, 2025 | 98 | 28 |