Pull some of that bass out, Bruce She's a stripper in Atlanta She just dance to pay for school, girl, I don't blame you Make that money, girl, don't let it make you And when that change get in your life, don't let it change you Girl, you so bad and you know it I got that bag and you know it She poppin' that ass on the floor Girl, pick up that cash off the floor All of the ballers, they know her I got some things I can show her Some bands I can throw her, some dick that I owe her Let's fuck up the store, get you Gucci galore Yeah, he hit it before, but can't fuck you no more Yeah, she major in film, wanna be a reporter I fell in love, wanna spoil and support her Hop out that Honda, come jump in this Benz Fuck her so good, got her tellin' her friends Ice on your neck so they know you my bitch Once I break down this pack, I'm gon' buss down your wrist, goddamn She's a stripper in Atlanta She just dance to pay for school, girl, I dont blame you Make that money, girl, dont let it make you And when this change get in your life, these hoes gon' hate you Yeah, new bag, new weave, new all 'at All them broke ass niggas better fall back She where the sauce at, boss bitch, all facts Lil' mama run them bands up, all stacks She got me thinkin' 'bout that pussy, hope it's all waxed And if I take lil' mama home, I'ma dog that Eat it up and all 'at, beat at where her walls at, yeah She's a stripper in Atlanta She just dance to pay for school, girl, I don't blame you Make that money, girl, don't let it make you And when this change get in your life, don't let it change you

Straight out tha country we started with nothing, we turning into something Was broke in the summer, I came out tha dirt now we getting that money I remember them days a nigga was hurting they thought it was funny We done came a long, long way Yeah we kept it a hundred These niggas ain't ready baby We be stacking that fetti Country nigga so fascinating Soft drops on Chevys Feeling like I already made it We ain't made it already But we shooting like jelly We be getting that jelli Used to be broke now I'm heavy Speed up Money coming slow, gone speed up Fuck going back, Ima re-up Remember them days they ain't need us Now we in tha back smoking reefer Two cups, poured up with my people Came through in a drop, on Jesus Who would've known Milly flow so lethal Who would've known that this rap is the reason Been ready since I cam out my 'cita Fuck opinions, Ima make 'em believe us Counting fetti 'til the day I ain't breathing, on Jesus I just gotta stay focused Stay calm man Lil' Milly keep going with tha motion I ain't even gotta post it If I do it's for me, I'm really antisocial Grind and grind some more Peeping out tha scope I ain't trusting nobody Days I was broke Bitch I had to score Came up off of narcotics Moving in silence I keep that thang on my body I ain't promoting no violence I'm tryna guide you Bitch I ain't even tryna ride it We can't be one all divided baby Straight out tha country we started with nothing, we turning into something Was broke in the summer, I came out tha dirt now we getting that money I remember them days a nigga was hurting they thought it was funny We done came a long, long way Yeah we kept it a hundred These niggas ain't ready baby We be stacking that fetti Country nigga so fascinating Soft drops on Chevys Feeling like I already made it We ain't made it already But we shooting like jelly We be getting that jelli Used to be broke now I'm heavy Some niggas call it fetti Some niggas call it jelli I really don't give a fuck what they call this shit as long as it keeps coming in heavy Swear to God I need to throw some of this shit, I got too many one hundreds already Pulling up in that Phantom, but I remember I couldn't afford a Chevy And I used to sleep on tha floor I had that wake-up-the-world talent, but they was sleep on me though Used to kick it with broke niggas, now tha broke niggas don't see me no more Now I'm on tha TV and my haters see me that's why the TV so low I guess they don't wanna hear me talking about these blessings Wanna see me in a holding tank, no bond money, just stressing Don't even wanna jack me, just wanna hit me with that weapon But I got God with me, that's what they keep forgetting Tha bad bitches, they was laughing at ya boy Now tha bad bitches wanna roll around on tha mattress with ya boy If you got it and ya nigga need it, you can give it to him if that's ya boy Keep getting that jelli my nigga, never let the feds catch ya boy Straight out tha country we started with nothing, we turning into something Was broke in the summer, I came out tha dirt now we getting that money I remember them days a nigga was hurting they thought it was funny We done came a long, long way Yeah we kept it a hundred These niggas ain't ready baby We be stacking that fetti Country nigga so fascinating Soft drops on Chevys Feeling like I already made it We ain't made it already But we shooting like jelly We be getting that jelli Used to be broke now I'm heavy