I'm gone get this money, that's on everything
I just hit the trap and sold everything
p**y n***as talk and ain't know anything
Married to the money need a wedding ring
And when it comes to b**hes, I don't trust 'em
I f** her then I pa** her to my brother
Police a** n***as with that cuffin'
Try to run up on us, we gon' get to bussin' Ay, n***as hatin', I say f** 'em
Met a b**h I really like, but I don't love her
Ay, n***as workin' under cover, ay
Got a bid now you tellin' on your brother, ay
You lil dirty motherf**er, ay
Them yellow tips open him up, ketchup and mustard, ay
I put them k**ers on your a**, f** n***a owe me cash
See them blue lights, I'mma smash 200 on my dash
Ay, Balmains, two racks on my a**
Hella skrilla in my pockets, my sh** look like pants
Ay, I like my money and my b**hes fast
If that b**h ain't bad, Steve Nash, I'mma pa**
I'mma addict, smoking weed, hash, dip and dab
You can't name a hoe that we ain't smash, your b**h is trash
I'm in Miami popping bottles don't pa** me no gla**es
Smoking dope hop out the 'Rari carpet full of ashes
Ay, I got a .40 and that b**h plastic
I just bought a Desert Eagle, I can't wait to blast it
Everything I do illegal, b**h I ain't no pastor
Leanin' hard, I got my seatbelt on 'cause I be crashin' I'm gone get this money, that's on everything
I just hit the trap and sold everything
p**y n***as talk and ain't know anything
Married to the money need a wedding ring
And when it comes to b**hes, I don't trust 'em
I f** her then I pa** her to my brother
Police a** n***as with that cuffin'
Try to run up on us, we get to bussin' I just went on my last b**h and f**ed her buddy
Dropped two zips in a rootbeer now my sh** muddy
I used to save my dubs up to reach 100
Now when I run them bands up, at least a 100
And I came from nothin'
Used to share clothes and my bro, n***as thought it was funny
Now my shoulders Givenchy
My belt Louie V and my boxers Versace
And I am not in the Illuminati
For my birthday I might just pull up in a Tesla or a brand new Maserati