I call it the love, love desire

Hey come on up, gonna take you higher

I be on my own shit, speak my own lingo

Feel like I hit the jackpot, bingo

Why you leave her all alone, don't give me a reason

Get you girls when the time, yea cuff season

Rolling in that Volvo, pockets ain't got no dough

But I'm feeling good, I got this, Rossi by the boatload

Money is the motive, I say it, you quote it

You watch it, I live it, whatever I say she with it

And I'm gone, now I'm back again

Chopping it up like fractions, and Chino's I'm not slacking

What's wrong? You should stay in touch with me

Never needed a cosign, **** just fuck with me, I'm gone

I'm knocking at the gate

Number one rule is these **** gon' hate

Uh-oh, but these hoes gon' love it

She ain't getting nothing from me, she ain't in the budget

I'm gone, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

Uh, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

Uh, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

Uh, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

I be on my get money by any means necessary, leave legendary

While these **** getting loans, I be tryna own

Don Corleone, get it popping from a mobile home, porn flick

No matter what the case be, pop it off, no safety

Gone with it, did it before it happened, I'm pro-choice

Clean as a Rolls Royce, got this

Watch me double profits without stock tips

We gon' get it in like a locksmith, I don't think they get it

I be on this Whole Foods bag for the spinach

I was bagging for a minute, now I'm back

To finish what I started, left some women broken-hearted

We gon' party, get retarded, tell your friend that I'm here, yea

I'm knocking at the gate

Number one rule is these **** gon' hate

Uh-oh, but these hoes gon' love it

She ain't getting nothing from me, she ain't in the budget

I'm gone, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

Uh, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

Uh, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

Uh, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

Look, I be on these and they be on my

I'm sorry what's your name, remind me who I'm with

This could last forever, we should take a pic

If you ain't like me when I was broke, you gon' hate me when I'm rich

Now take this dollar bill for your sorrows, if I cry, I cry ice

Drink to better tomorrows, let's have a bottle on tonight

The night is young and we are too

But the champagne older than me and you

Enough about we, let's talk about me and all this money I plan to meet

It's me, these girls, red cups, and Carlo

BBC is my play clothes, climb on monkey bars with Bape on

And I got the flyest cape on, my mother told me I was airborne

And I'm Audi R8, but I be back like retro J's, I'm gone

I'm knocking at the gate

Number one rule is these **** gon' hate

Uh-oh, but these hoes gon' love it

She ain't getting nothing from me, she ain't in the budget

I'm gone, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

Uh, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

Uh, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty

Uh, I'm outty, uh-uh, I'm outty