Money done geeked on this mothafucka

Mutt, mutt, mutt, mutt

We havin stuff, stuff, stuff, stuff

Shawty gon' buss, buss, buss, buss

We shoot, better duck, duck, duck, duck

I seen on Twitter, they say I don't get no hoes, I gotta hunnid pullin up

I just went 24's on my rolls, it's lookin like a Tonka truck

I just came off the road doin' my shows, just me, Slow and Bucks

Fuckin on strippers, I'm staying with my pole, better not try your luck

Back to backwoods, yeah, we line it up

We having fine stuff

100's and 50's divide it up

Then we throwing it up

Double me up, yeah, I'm drinking it up

Styrofoam the cup

Where did you get em? Your diamonds are dull

Your jeweler ain't nun'

I just went 5k on a pint of Wok, bitch, I got you rent my cup

Huncho came through, eight carats on his ear, bitch, I'm 'bout to double up

I'm doing great I ain't trying to go on dates, baby, I'm tryna fuck

I don't wanna sleep, girl, I'm staying awake

Got the pharmacy in my gut

All my bitches with shades on they face, yeah, 'cause I geeked em up

Sent my hoes a black truck and I told 'em just keep following us

All my bros, they gang members, they neck piece be tennis'd up

Racks in these pockets stuffed

Wrist, watch, 200 plus

I got more money than most of these rappers

I hear 'em talkin', I don't give a fuck

Spoiling a hoe like a brat, I got her a Tennis chain and it's princess cut

Money musik on the beat, ever since he signed, baby boy going up

My new bitch got four, five races in her so I call her mama a mutt

Mutt, mutt, mutt, mutt

We havin stuff, stuff, stuff, stuff

Shawty gon' buss, buss, buss, buss

We shoot, better duck, duck, duck, duck