Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi Ice Cube, all about the Benjis Spend ten bands in Fendi A$AP, my niggas with me Niggas be talking that bullshit Your main bitch said I look gorgeous What I spent on my chain, that's your mortgage (cash out) Brand new Porsche came with some horses Sipping that purple like Prince .40 my tool, that's my wrench Ballin' like J-Kidd, assist Shootin that three like a swish Moving in silence, I need me some guidance I'm wildin' this money and violence Come out the projects, I want it, I got it Margiela just running through college Fresh out the Porsche, check out my shorts Best from the west to the north Catching some rec with my thots, aye Getting a check for my thoughts, aye Dripping in jelly, I trap off a celly I look like I'm rich in the 80's Droop with the grippy, I cruise through the bity I'm buggin out crazy, no brazy Ski mask on me so them niggas can't trace me Car is so fast when I skrt they can't chase me Margiela Marino now she wanna date me She see the money, now she tryna play me Hope out the Rari, go vroom I never lack, I stay with goons And you know Gucci my shoes Breaking the rules, stay on the news And you know my shot go swish Shoot from a three point, boy I won't miss Smooky just caught a new lick Diamonds don't drip, don't front, you get hit Funny vibes, I can sense something different in the air It's like a weight being lifted Take some hatred, oh I get it Really trippin' cause you broke and you in your feelings Let her go, she in her feelings Niggas can't tell you shit, man, don't know the difference When you're in your twenties making parents' livid Cause you making millions Make em wanna live it than you make a living Over what you spent and making poor decisions Music for the children, hope they make it Major even independent, free them out the penni' Keep him out the prison, writing freedom with the pen and pencil MTV about a Interstitial Fuck with me because it's beneficial Unsuspected like an incidental Chasing that bag 2017, 2018 They breaking my hoes in half Come on through stunting too Looking like a nigga dad Foreign bitches, pull up Type of bitches nigga wish he had Looking in the mirror, vision getting clearer I see why you mad Chickens coming in, they gotta go She ain't fucking then she gotta go Wanna see me drown, I gotta float Best believe I get it by the boat Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it Had your bitch and she be lickin' in it Car so big she wanna get up in it Tell the bitch to chill but she still catching feelings [.45 that] chopper, it ready to spit on you niggas All of my bitches, they fucking, they acting siddity Ya, stacking the guap, feel like Diddy All of my bitches get millie Popping that molly prescription All of my niggas they dishing I just go hard in the kitchen Bitches they fuckin', they lickin' Carti, I'm getting that, uh Told her go mind her own business 'Fore I die, I'mma make a billie Stack a couple millie, 'Rari in the billy House upon the hilly, diamonds getting chilly Bunch of indie niggas with me repping Philly Oh lord, it's the Hood Pope Shouldn't walk 'cause I could float Model bitch, get a good throat Said she in love with the hood folks, god damn Nasty baby, 2017 Big ol' diamonds in my pinky ring Prada on me, bitch I do my thing I ain't gotta talk to you niggas lame Disappear on 'em like David Blaine Combat boots on me like Major Payne These niggas is funny like Damon Wayans Boy you so broke, man that shit a shame Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag Member times I was broke, man I'm getting that bag See I remember times I was broke, now a nigga chasin' that bag

All new watch, that bitch blow minds When we show up, you know it's showtime I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind Hundred thousand, all hundreds, it'll blow a bitch mind When I was in the jungle we was blowin' 9s Just hit a nigga bitch for the second time And you know I gotta cross the finish line You can't stand me bitch? Sit it down When we in the field, it's a touchdown And you know your bitch is a bustdown She gon' turn around and get turnt out Hopped up in a foreign car, then I burnt out I don't waste time on the FaceTime R.I.P the pussy, leave it face down Two best friends at the same time Two best friends at the same time Flava Flav clock by my waist line I find it funny how she blow time Forward lil mama cause she hold it down Nickname her Karma 'cause she go around When she come around, better not fuck around Write a couple bars, I bet I blow your mind Deadly with the pins, I don't bowl around Mercedes Benz, I roll around Like 80 bands, when I walk around All new watch, that bitch blow minds When we show up, you know it's showtime I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it'll blow a bitch mind When I was in the jungle, we was blowing 9s Just hit a nigga bitch for the second time And you know I gotta cross the finish line You can't stand me bitch? Sit it down In the Hellcat, yeah, burning out Let the window down, yeah, air it out Lay a nigga down, ooh, lay him down I'ma hit that bih with a hundred rounds! All my bitches bad, and they poking out Pull up with them knots, yeah, I'm Ashton now Aston Martin coupe, yeah, cashing out All black Rollie, yeah, bust down All new watch, that bitch blow minds When we show up, you know it's showtime I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it'll blow a bitch mind What's the word? I just saw your hoe up on the strip and she look thirsty Gave that hoe my number, told her call me up for certain Yeah, I know what's it's worth Give that pussy up, and if it's wet, I'll buy a purse (I don't be trickin') Ridin' in my Murc' Seat way back, bumpin' new Lil Uzi Vert, aye Diamonds dance like Carlton You can see them through my shirt, aye Flexin' on these niggas, know they see me and it hurt (Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex) Flexin' on these niggas, I be with them geeks But make one phone call, you get hit up (Bow, bow, bow, bow, blatt!) All new watch, that bitch blow minds When we show up, you know it's showtime I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it'll blow a bitch mind When I was in the jungle, we was blowing 9's Just hit a nigga bitch for the second time And you know I gotta cross the finish line You can't stand me bitch? Sit it down

I just robbed a lil' nigga (what, ooh) I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime Fade on me like I'm Boosie, bitch she popping her coochie My girl she look like a stripper, codeine in a Kool-Aid pitcher Put diamonds on my sister, put Prada on my mama Eating Benihana's, filled up off the lobster Pasta like a mobster, reds got me poppin' (yeah) On a tropic island (yeah) TMZ watching I'm a money man, I got her running away Come up off that pussy, make some money today Fetti provolone, she fell in love with the guap Leave your man at home, and I'ma make you a star Take you round the world, you can't pronounce where we are I just robbed a little nigga, and I'm takin' his broad I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime We can touch the water (yah) bitch I walk (wah, yah) Walk on top of water (bitch I, yeah) slime (bitch I, ay) Big bang, Nasty in this hoe man I might fuck around and fuck a little nigga's hoe, man You know how the game go You know that shit for sure, man Fuck yo bitch one night She blow the next, they just like propane Spend a lil' shopping money on a lil' Dolce Prada and that Gucci plus Chanel, she love the clothes game Told her if she fuck me right, she could get what she wanted It ain't nothin' to me, I just call up my accountant Guap You see me on water, walking on it like Jesus Margiela on my collar, remember they used to tease us I need Obama daughter, yeah, I really need her Hundred racks froze in water, I bought that new freezer Jump with the Mac in the back of the Jeep Sweep them niggas clean (roo!) Hit em with a magazine Make your sneakers lean (roo!) Cadillac diamond the back of that old school When I'm with my team Don't wanna fuck with the team Don't do that, know what I mean? (Alright!) She wanna fuck with a king, diamonds all bling Hood Pope doing his thing She wanna ride with the team, by any means Taking the bitch of your dreams Now that bitch my little queen, got her from Queens Might come in raw, with a G Gucci and Prada on her feet, designer her sheets A dollar sign A P I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime

Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we stunting Pull up and we stunting Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming All the hoes that you call are not coming She know if she not fucking, she truckin' All of the bitches I fuck are not common Guaranteed if I fuck her she cumming If I'm in the room please don't come in I beat the pussy like it need production And all she want from me is reproduction (Gotta ask) "Why'd she leave her husband?" Heard he called up yelling, tweaking, fussing Talkin' 'bout "it's gon' be repercussions!" I remember last, last nigga, nigga tried to run up Got like three concussions Do you know what you in for? They copy copy like 10-4 Keep the money 'cause I been poor All your jewelry like tin foil Please don't tell your friends where we shopping at I swear this shit gon' turn into an in-store (straight up) Fuck you need another man for? Talking to her like a mentor Talking to her like a nigga Yoda And she say "I love you", I'm like "Hold up, hold up, hold up" Hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up) (Hit her, hit her with the back up) Back up (colder) shoulder Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we stunting Pull up and we stunting Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Now every time we in this bitch You acting like you owe me favors Acting like you with the shits But fronting on the homies later Look, I could tell you're under pressure, baby time to ease up Young and living single, like your roommate Khadijah My apologies, why I gotta be Misogynistic every time we kick it Every time I visit something's different And every time I leave you know you miss it Don't be crying on my shoulder every time I'm coming over Talking 'bout a popcorn and soda, Netflix and chill When you home alone with no Macaulay Culkin Sex game had her going crazy Now I got her ass calling all the time And I wish I never met her, Carl Thom' Driving down my street like it's the Autobahn Getting loud, setting off the car alarms Here put on my chain, baby you need to chill Give it some time, baby, let it rebuild Quit running your nose through the Beverly Hills Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we stunting Pull up and we stunting Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming

Oh we finna fuck up a check today, Nigga, fuck that! Oh we finna get paid today I'm 'bout my cash today I'm 'bout my dough today I'm 'bout my hoes today Money on my mind every fucking day, hunnids on my mind every fucking day Get that money young nigga! Get that cash young nigga! Take that cash young nigga! Flacko! I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride All that I wanted man Bring me some money man Look at my wallet man Countin' the hunnids Call me the money man She do the money dance I keep the money man Keep it one hunnid Cash rules everything around me Nigga ask about me I swear my shooters be my juniors call me Robert Downey He held it down, he held his own Now holding down the county It just so happen now, she wet and now i'm all outta Bounty I'm the quicker, picker upper Still don't give no fucks bruh Quick to pick her up I be that pretty mothafucker For fuckin' up my cash on Ubers Time to switch the truck up Tip the driver Turn the Future up, fuck up some commas Homicide, pussy good, eat it good, treat it good Beat it good, peck a wood, wish you could Love a ride, ride or die Ride it backfroth, side to side Make it shake, surfboard Make a nigga go dumb for it I'ma ride, I'ma ride Love the bitch 'till I die Genuine, Bonnie Clyde We gon' die, Homicide Suicide, two of us You and I, crucified Truths and lies, you despise I'm the best, you decide I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride Choose a side, suicide You and I, crucified You despise I'm the best, you decide Pull up on lil shawty Hello, howdy, howdy I just hopped out my Rover Shot my rollie, uhh I just hit my jeweler threw some diamonds on it Told that hoe don't come I ain't got no times for phonies, uhh I've been gettin' money, Why you niggas fronting? Flacko told me "fuck 'em", I'm like "nah let's buck 'em" I ain't got no time, these niggas want discussion Told her drop that ass, I ain't tryna fuck you I just bought a stripper pole I put it in my bed room Got your hoe plus several more sliding down the metal 666 off in your bitch She call my dick the devil She like "nasty baby demon", yeah that boy a rebel All that I wanted man Wanted some money man Look at my wallet man Countin' the hunnids Call me the money man She do the money dance I keep the money man Keep it one hunnid Look at my product man I'm made of money man Check out my closet man Call in the contraband Fuck with the rubber bands I count a hunnid bands She see the money man She do the money dance I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride Choose a side, suicide You and I, crucified You despise I'm the best, you decide

Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (no) To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (no, yuh, yuh, ayy) Fuck out my face (face, fuck out my face) Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (bling blaww-blaww) Yuh, we smoked out, my bitch is so bad I had to go buy her a mink, *whoosh* (mink, ayy) Fuck what you think, yuh (fuck what you, fuck what you think) Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring My diamond's shinin', yours cloudy Diamond's ice, play hockey Lean got me feelin' drowsy Stripper bih, she work at Follies Meet me at the hotel lobby Air Max, runnin' to the money You ain't takin' nothin' from me And I'm gon' die 'bout it (Focus) From demons, distractions To all the reactions of fame She probably collapsin' her heart over taxes I'm blowin' a kiss on the way Production big, can't fit on a stage Too many fans to fit in the crowd Too many bands to get 'em on stage Screwin' his band, his rhythm on stage I say in advance, so pay in advance I'm way too advanced to figure him out I set the bar, don't give 'em a break The bar's too high to give it a raise A flow, like God, so give him a raise Stones I got, I get 'em appraised Draw my Glock and get him erased Slow you, God, I give it away Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (no, no) To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (no, yuh, yuh, ayy) Fuck out my face (face, fuck out my face) Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank Niggarace, new Versace Sippin' sake with my posse (yeah, ah) Eat that pussy like hibachi Leave it wet, that dick Dasani (ah, alright) Salvador Dalí, her body (yeah) It's a work of art, you copy? (yeah, Ferg) Nigga, all she do pilates I go hard, you rappers copy (ooh, damn) 'Cause it feels so good when it's you And it feels so good when it's new 'Cause it feels so good when it's new (ayy) Why you actin' like you ain't knew? Niggarace, new Versace I be mobbin' with my posse Stretch that coochie like pilates I'm gon' eat it like hibachi Play no game, no Tamagotchi Finger froze like Liberace Fuck that bitch, I make her knot me While I rep Trilluminati Yah, oh, right Pelle Pel, butter soft, we was in them lobbies Holla holla, steady mobbin', only God can stop me, huh Dollar signs, a lot of diamonds, I'm about to sign me Cop a Tommy, yeah, the Tommy Thousand band like Fauni, yeah All in the forest, hey Lookin' for porridge, hey Ricky in storage, fresh with the chorus Dressed like a tourist, hey, yeah That's with the bomber, huh Fuck up some commas, hey, hmm Glock for the drama, hey Do what I want, fuck when I wanna... 'Cause it feels so good when it's you And it feels so good when it's new 'Cause it feels so good when it's new (ayy) Why you actin' like you ain't knew? (Niggarace) Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (no) To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (no, yuh, yuh, ayy) (Niggarace) Fuck out my face (face, fuck out my face) Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (bling blaww-blaww) Yuh, we smoked out, my bitch is so bad I had to go buy her a mink, *whoosh* (mink, ayy) Fuck what you think, yuh (fuck what you, fuck what you think) Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring Yuh (what?)