I got money in my hands
Yes I do
Bitch don't hate you a fan
I got money in my hands
I got bills in my pants
I make all the bitches dance
Make them all clap they ass
Spitting and grinning
I'm a different kind of villain
Ima bouta make millions
So you betta listen
I'm the king of the world
I got all of these girls
Running fingers through my curls
They really like my curls
I make money from my room
I don't even gotta move
I got strippers in my f*cking room
They swallow in my booth
I got money in my hands
I just got a lap dance
I can fly to japan
Then spend a couple grand
I be working on my brand
I be marketing my tracks
Got the bag cuz I ran
Now I got a lot of stacks
You see me on that stage
Making that crowd rage
You gunna see me grinning
Cuz you know I'm always winning
I got money in my hands
Yes I do
Bitch don't hate you a fan
I got money in my hands
No you ain't a fan
Shordy hit my line
Called it her man
Now I'm running up
Called it these bands
Now you looking dumb
So what's the plan hoe
Money calling
I secure it on locks
I chase a bag each day
You wanna get what I got
But I ain't got nothing to give
Go tell ya man to do it
I ain't an atm for you to just use it
Where's the joint for me to smoke up in my head
I keep it real everyday man you know what I said
Talking about no fake bullshit for what it's came to
Niggas hating on me because I came through
Coming through the show
Something you don't know
That's fo show I don't mean to gloat
This is what I wrote
But it ain't broke
You a f*cking joke
Tell me that you got no hope
So watch me hit these keys and their notes
I got money in my hands
Yes I do
Bitch don't hate you a fan