Want to play with me, oh no I ain't Tickle me Elmo,

Slide me my racks And my Dough, Slide me my racks And my dough,

Alligator at the door,

Tarantulas all on the wall,

I got Snakes right in your face,

I got Sharks that will go in your Vault,

Like No limit it ain't my fault,

That bitch Eat my dick through my Draws,

Tell That **** let's talk, tell that **** Let's talk,

Hold what the Amount, Don't Mumble ain't shit in Your Mouth,

My **** I'm ready to Count, My **** I'm ready to count,

On a mission to get paid, ain't too much to say, Motherfucker I don't care about nothing else,

If the shit was up to me, I would have been in the street, thugging it out, gun on my hip,

But my son with me, so I got to do it right, can't risk my life in a gun fight,

Don't get me wrong if push come to shove better believe I ain't showing no fright,

I only fear God, that's the way I got to be. Stay prayed up day and night,

Cause ain't night time when them demons rise, one false move, set off the site,

So I need my money in all type of ways, all my shit ain't in the bank,

Don't try to play me silly, thinking I'm dumb or my **** might caught a sweepstake,

I don't care about a hater, if God got me, then why should I worry about a snake,

If you slither your ass inside my garden, ain't nothing you can say that can persuade me,

I've been down before, no water in my home, naw **** I didn't have nothing to bath in,

Yeah the story got real, so I changed how I live, yeah **** I need all my Payments,

Want to play with me, oh no I ain't Tickle me Elmo,

Slide me my racks And my Dough, Slide me my racks And my dough,

Alligator at the door,

Tarantulas all on the wall,

I got Snakes right in your face,

I got Sharks that will go in your Vault,

Like No limit it ain't my fault,

That bitch Eat my dick through my Draws,

Tell That **** let's talk, tell that **** Let's talk,

Hold what the Amount, Don't Mumble ain't shit in Your Mouth,

My **** I'm ready to Count, My **** I'm ready to count,

So they thought they could do me wrong, hell naw I don't give no power to that shit,

Trying to flip the Script, saying I did them wrong, well it is what it is,

I ain't got time to be wasting trying prove my point, hell you can have that shit,

I ain't worried about nothing but having my family straight, yeah my kids kids kids,

Now I was at the house sick,

In the studio working and shit,

My son my the feed,

In the studio letting that bleed, I mean body was aching,

I was still letting that bitch ring,

Now I thank God everyday, now yall boys got to pay me,

Want to play with me, oh no I ain't Tickle me Elmo,

Slide me my racks And my Dough, Slide me my racks And my dough,

Alligator at the door,

Tarantulas all on the wall,

I got Snakes right in your face,

I got Sharks that will go in your Vault,

Like No limit it ain't my fault,

That bitch Eat my dick through my Draws,

Tell That **** let's talk, tell that **** Let's talk,

Hold what the Amount, Don't Mumble ain't shit in Your Mouth,

My **** I'm ready to Count, My **** I'm ready to count