Yeah, yeah, yeah

A lot of these **** be talkin

I swear that that shit don't mean nothin' to me

I got a fleet full of women, a whole lotta

Liquor, at least a QP in the tree

I got a family to feed and I want me some

Babies but won't let a bitch live for free

I gotta get me some money and spend me some money

And still gotta watch for police

I got a stendo that come with a stendo

Your vest gotta be at least a level three

Pull up in a rental, bumpin instrumentals

I'm smokin' GP from L.A. to the D

This shit was simple, I stayed on my ten toes

Outlined like a stencil, I'm chasin' this cheese

Come to my room and get straight to her knees

She my lil' soldier, I tell her at ease

I got bitches, do whatever I please

Talk to me nice, never let me breathe

She on my dick, bet she never leave

She on my dick, best place to be

She got a bic and she rollin' leaves

Throwin' back Corona like it's a disease

Kush smell aroma, smokin' Clover G

I got a diploma, no diplomacy

And I got a bunch of Old 20's with me, yeah

Lil' baby, follow my lead

I can show you how to rent up some Gs, yeah

Fuck with me, get you some cheese

And it's all blue on occasion, it's pink

Clean up the dirty money in the sink

I want some gators, baby want a mink

And I'ma get it, the fuck did you think?

I got a fetish for gettin' this money

That's bluish or reddish, stack it up, I like to spread it

Stupid ****, try to take my coin and get beheaded You can tell him that I said it

Smokin' on some good gas, this shit ain't unleaded

Cash, credit, and debit

I had to run it up, lonely, then I found a method

Still sickmade reppin

Cash app goin' crazy, bout to hit the ATM

And these clothes fit me so perfect

No, they ain't come from H&M

And I be with real killers in real life

You don't wanna play with them

Now I be covered in cash

I bet these **** be mad that they hated him

Yeah, ****

A lot of these **** be talkin

I swear that that shit don't mean nothin' to me

I got a fleet full of women, a whole lotta

Liquor, at least a QP in the tree

I got a family to feed and I want me some

Babies but won't let a bitch live for free

I gotta get me some money and spend me some money

And still gotta watch for police

I got a stendo that come with a stendo

Your vest gotta be at least a level three

Pull up in a rental, bumpin instrumentals

I'm smokin' GP from L.A. to the D

This shit was simple, I stayed on my ten toes

Outlined like a stencil, I'm chasin' this cheese

Come to my room and get straight to her knees

She my lil' soldier, I tell her at ease