Bank roll looking like a book
Diamond shining make the bitches look
Pap dirty niggas wanna cut
Free pros when I add the cut
I'm getting money I don't give a fuck nigga
I'm getting money I don't give a fuck
Getting money I don't give a fuck
Talking head but ain't got enough
Fuck running off I'ma run it up
Stay down till I got it up
Tell your pussy ass niggas add me up
I'm getting money I don't give a fuck nigga
I'm getting money don't give a fuck
I'm getting money don't give a fuck

I'm jumping out with that dog shit
If one bored do we all shit
Make a bitch nigga call quiz
He heard beef so he called in
Gamble heavy I'm all in
Just the steps you taking you trying to win
Send your file when it's night fall
That's the Roger Tate when you hit to ten
Plugged in about everything
Nigga pick a drug what you want to spend
In the club land one fly
Tell that little bitch to go buy Benz
Listen dog I am not a rapper
This is real talk this is how I live
Lot of rapper hit it would have warned us how you make a twin
Fuck boy I'm in my bag now
I've got my Benz up you got your hands out
Little boy I'm in that Fendi shit
So when I come around I'ma stand out
Baby girl think a nigga fly
Said hell yeah I can't land now
Remember times they was talking down
These lame niggas think we're friends now
Shit crazy

Bank roll looking like a book
Diamond shining make the bitches look
Pap dirty niggas wanna cut
Free pros when I add the cut
I'm getting money I don't give a fuck nigga
I'm getting money I don't give a fuck
Getting money I don't give a fuck
Talking head but ain't got enough
Fuck running off I'ma run it up
Stay down till I got it up
Tell your pussy ass niggas add me up
I'm getting money I don't give a fuck nigga
I'm getting money don't give a fuck
I'm getting money don't give a fuck

I'm getting money I don't give a fuck
She see me dripping now she on my nuts
Drink an ace of spade out the cup
Since a little nigga always kept my pull
Red bottom shoes dripping blood
Got me standing out when I'm in the club
I'm getting bread you can keep the crumbs
Heard you ran off you are fucking bomb
50K that's my pocket change
That's word to my nigga bestie
100 thousand in the Louis bag
Old hundreds looking like an antique
Came up in a small town
Move a whole thousand on my hands free
So much cheese in my bank account
Got the swiping niggas trying to scam me
Write designer on a chill day
2300 for a jogging suit
Spent so much in the Gucci store
When I think about it could have bought a coup
Running plans on a flip phone
Like a quarter pack that's a auto boufe
Barely catch me in the club with y'all
I've been stacking up I want auto loop

Bank roll looking like a book
Diamond shining make the bitches look
Pap dirty niggas wanna cut
Free pros when I add the cut
I'm getting money I don't give a fuck nigga
I'm getting money I don't give a fuck
Getting money I don't give a fuck
Talking head but ain't got enough
Running off I'ma run it up
Stay down till I got it up
Tell your pussy ass niggas add me up
I'm getting money I don't give a fuck nigga
I'm getting money don't give a fuck
I'm getting money don't give a fuck