[Hook: Stuey Rock]
Dirty money, check that sh** in rubber bands
Foreign whips, it call me by a couple grands
Foreign b**hes, only tell em bring a friend
Hunned deep, every g, f**in taliban
Thuggin in money, bad b**hes upon me
No need to be stunting, money keep on comin'
[Verse 1: Future]
That dirty money like diddy, my bad b**hes they pretty
My chains will leave you dizzy
I'm staying up on my grizzy
I'm stacking money like 50
I'm more versace than biggy
I'm popping bands like diggy, my name could've been future simmons
I'm most requested in clubs, I'm making girls fall in love
I'm popping bottles of bud, if I make it rain it's gonn flood
Once I make it rain it's gonn thunder
I'm ballin like oklahoma
I'm chasin after them come up
You got benjamins then I want em
You got franklins then I need em
That [?] girl is a diva
I might just have to freeze
She gonn pledge her allegiance
Free Band Gang she believe it
Making moves is like steven
A foreign b**h from New Zealand
Her friend don't even speak English!
[Hook: Stuey Rock]
Dirty money, keep that sh** in rubber bands
Foreign whips, it call me by a couple grands
Foreign b**hes, only tell em bring a friend
Hunned deep, every g, f**in Taliban
Thuggin in money, bad b**hes upon me
No need to be stunting, money keep on comin'
[Verse 2: Stuey Rock]
Drop that money, flip it like a cart wheel
b**h tell me how that foreign car feel
Smokin purple got the whole car filled
So much money, why the f** I rap still?
Money all in my pocket, rubber bands keep poppin
Thinking hustle, hustle, hustle
Like nah n***a I ain't stoppin
See my jug phone it keep boomin
Drop top and I'm coolin
I'm foolin, nah, n***a out here doing what we doing
See the young n***as is poppin now
Pluto we ain't comin down, nah
No we ain't comin down
Scooter say it's all about the cash money
Stripper b**hes love shaking a** for me
[Hook: Stuey Rock]
Dirty money, keep that sh** in rubber bands
Foreign whips, it call me by a couple grands
Foreign b**hes, only tell em bring a friend
Hunned deep, every g, f**in taliban
Thuggin in money, bad b**hes upon me
No need to be stunting, money keep on comin'
[Verse 3: Future]
I'm strapped up, Don cannon
My pack it just landed
I remix it, pack it up
Then I put it back in the band
I'm super future, I'm jammin the roof
And panoramic the coupe
Got brain damage, I'm a Free Band gang bandit
I'm gnarly and I'm wavy
Salute me, I'm going crazy
I get blowed until I'm faded
I trap until they rate it
I hustle I ain't made it
I'm scorching on fire blazin
That girls a Caucasian
Dominicans and Asians
You wish you were that fresh
You see how I'm dressed
Got a foreign b**h on deck
She know I got that check
[Hook: Stuey Rock ]
Dirty money, keep that sh** in rubber bands
Foreign whips, it call me by a couple grands
Foreign b**hes, only tell em bring a friend
Hunned deep, every g, f**in taliban
Thuggin in money, bad b**h's upon me
No need to be stunting, money keep on comin