[Hook: Tyga]
I'm on it, I'm on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
If we talkin' bout money b**h
[Verse 1: Tyga]
Snap back, chin up, gold chain n***a
Stripes no Tigger, Tyga b**hes
Hundred proof liquor, live no liver
There's hoes in this muthaf**a straight trippin'
A n***a no different, so we hold the heat though
Smash on the b**h, brains lookin' like meatloaf
The ho know me close she lyin', Leos
Pedigree and swag is so cold, zero
Hop in Medino, oops I meant Medina
Life is a b**h better know how to treat her
I don't get in between, my goal be to win
Young Money Heisman, rookies of the year, b**h
[Hook: Tyga]
I'm on it, I'm on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
If we talkin' bout money b**h
[Verse 2: Tyga]
Raise hell boy, hell yeah I'm hot - hello
Boy yellow but my b**h black from the ghetto
Put the flow in a pot, watch the sh** sizzle
You grillin' me, better breakfast McGriddle
I ain't finna slow down, keep runnin' your mouth
I'm runnin' the real estate, party in the f**in' house
My n***as is loud in the lobby they can't turn us down
Have a drink, drink, drink some Coke and a smile
No clown, but I hit the party then I'm out
I run town all day, twenty-four miles
One fifty on the dash, can't even count
Keep f**in' b**h, ain't sh** to talk about
[Hook: Tyga]
I'm on it, I'm on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
If we talkin' bout money b**h
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Be-best rapper, C.E.O
Fine as wine flow, Pinot Grigio
n***as can't f** with me
Neither b**hes, neither hoes
Life is a motherf**ing gamble, Peter Rose
Momma taught me well, kush and the L
Paper everywhere like books just fell
More money to make, more p**y to smell
Like yeah I'mma a Libra, life or d**h on a scale
New Orleans n***a with my dick up in my right hand
Young Money n***a, money longer then a lifespan
Still go to sleep with my Bible on my nightstand
Flyer then a b**h and you ain't even got your flight plan
I'm on it, I'm on it
Tunechi, yea, soo woo
Soo woo, trill, hahahaha, yeaaa