Soon as I touch down in a new crib I'm going Cullinan

I don't wanna stop until I'm touching a few hundred Ms

I feel like Lil Boat I need One Night to make my money stack

Ooo this shit so bold that it won't fold I need more rubber bands

Balling so damn long now I control it with my left hand

I see so much green now I'm on go I'm making money fans

Do this shit so cold you might get froze you stepping where I stand

I love all my hoes but better know that I'm not one of them

I blow out the roof and I send that shit up to the clouds

What else can I lose if I know that I'm gon hold it down

Don't you pick and choose if you picked then you can't choose me now

I get in that mood I can't stop it if I start counting

I can hear that bag calling

I can hear that bag calling to me

I can make some cash fall into it

I can feel that gas flowing through me

Shit was in my head now it's lucid

Only if I'm dead is how I'll lose it

Soon as I touch down in a new crib I'm going Cullinan

I don't wanna stop until I'm touching a few hundred Ms

I feel like Lil Boat I need one night to make my money stack

Ooo this shit so bold that it won't fold I need more rubber bands

Balling so damn long now I control it with my left hand

I see so much green now I'm on go I'm making money fans

Do this shit so cold you might get froze you stepping where I stand

I love all my hoes but better know that I'm not one of them

Shouldn't have to tell you you should quit cause you can't keep up

It's still gon be business if I'm kicked back with my feet up

Used to give my last with no return, I guess that means something

I don't ask for shit, I just go get it I don't need nothing from you

These lil **** keep on frontin

End of the month I need at least a hundred hundreds

So I keep on thumbing

I beat up the bank like I been drumming

Strip on every face, see how I'm coming

Soon as I touch down in a new crib I'm going Cullinan

I don't wanna stop until I'm touching a few hundred Ms

I feel like Lil Boat I need one night to make my money stack

Ooo this shit so bold that it won't fold I need more rubber bands

Balling so damn long now I control it with my left hand

I see so much green now I'm on go I'm making money fans

Do this shit so cold you might get froze you stepping where I stand

I love all my hoes but better know that I'm not one of them