[Chorus] Ok, so money on my mental Don't care how I get that sh** Money, fame, and that power On my soul, I'm gonna get that sh** Clean money, or the dirty work f** jail time, I don't sweat that sh** I do it all with my crew And there really ain't sh** you can do Man, just pray for us Nothing you can do, just pray for us All you can do is pray for us Nothing you can do, just pray for us [Verse] If I wasn't with rapping, I would probably do me some burglaries Got glizzies on deck, f** around, get sent to emergency Every time that I pull up, all these n***as running like Usain Luciano Balenciaga, I be on top of that food chain b**h, I feel like RexGawd, Got an O-Z and a f**ing strap I ain't talking that EDM, n***a, PC Run the f**ing trap n***as thinking I won't take they b**h, smash the hoe just like an open hat And there's 17 in my 17, you can f** around, and I can get you clapped Yeah, it's Luci in the function, now I'm flipping tables n***as know you p**y, boy, you sweet as maple 38 revolver, spin it like a dreidel Close your book of life, Imma end your fable You ain't got it p**y, why you flossin? Smoking gas, I call it Holocausting Whip and flip it like I'm Eric Koston Blowing dope until I'm Stephen Hawking Bout the horror like I'm Stephen King Primo Cochino, I'm I-T Come on your block with a fully loaded Glock And I'm finna draw blood like an IV That's Luciano, One Seven Imma send you to Heaven Smith and Wesson just like 9/11 No Wicked Witch of the West But I can guarantee that you finna get melted