[Chorus: Squay]
I got my money right (x4)
[Verse 1: Squay]
You cannot tell me sh**, b**h, I got my money right
You cannot tell me nothing 'bout the bricks, nothing about the white
You cannot tell me nothing 'bout the Actavis, I love that dirty Sprite
You cannot tell me nothing 'bout that b**h, I f** her tonight, whoa
Run in your trap and take all of your customers
That's your b**h? She picking up for me
The bricks in the plastic, she wrapping it for me
What I say go then they doin' it for me
She droppin' it low and she doin' it for me, hey, hey
[Verse 2: Yung Mung]
You got a strap? I will co*k it and shoot
From the block to the booth, from her to Bangkok
I count up my money and stack to the roof
I capture the truth, pour it on tracks with my views
And I sell it out the back of the booth
I got my money right, you're dazed and confused
I'm back and the fact is your ego is bruised
I got my money right
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: J Gudda]
Got your b**h, she s**ing my dick
She know I got my money right, I'm stacking this sh**
I'm in the trap every day
A young n***a, tryna get him some motherf**ing cake
Got your b**h, both of them a dyke
She got your b**h, both of them wanna f** me tonight
Tryna make a million, no ceilings
This is J Gudda
[Chorus]