Fast Money

(Uh-huh-huh, I hate that bitch, she ugly)

(I love that fast money, I hate that bitch, she ugly)

(I love that fast money, I hate that bitch, she ugly)

(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

(Uh-uh)

Bro want a Glock, he gon' take it

Never been backseat

If you wanna get rich, why you ain't

Can't talk it if you ain't gon' walk it (Uh-huh)

I love that fast money, I hate that bitch, she ugly (Hate that bitch, she ugly)

Hoe on my like line, "Shy you block me?'

Send me some money I'll accept the apology

Can't be like yall, I'm good I'm me (Uh-huh)

Need me a house in the hills, I'm a black sheep

Long live Don, forever, since a teen

Feeling like Chucky, they told me to pop it

I got the ball in my hands, so why would I drop it?

Gun in the car, so no, I ain't stopping

Cut the lights off, take off like rocket

Need every penny, I'm done taking losses

I be with the killers and drillers and scammers

Tryna make it out so shit get better

I don't get into beef, I rather chase cheddar

Hoes wan' tweet for nun', like I won't catch 'em

But I'm on to better

I love that fast money, I hate that bitch, she ugly

I say what I saw, I don't play for the Bucks

I don't smoke weed, I tweak off a blunt

Ballin' so hard like Ye and Hov

No handouts, did all on my own

I'm already rich, like that one Yeat song (Yuh)

I love that fast money (I love that fast money)

I hate that bitch she ugly (I Hate that bitch she ugly)

Want smoke? we can open up (Ok)

If you call you can count I'm coming

(I'm coming-, alright, alright, ok)