(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah
I got the right feeling
Yeah
I'm in the right building
Yeah
I got the tight bitches
You know my type bitches
She got an ass hit it
Uh she got a ass I'm in it
I get the baddest bitches
Yeah
I get the baddest bitches
They think it's magic yeah
Uh I'm her cat go silly
Yeah
I don't feel bad for real
Yeah
I'm good in every city
Minding my business just stacking the bills
Mindless to bitches I give them the chills
I put the ice on my wrist so I'm chill
Yeah
Wherever we go I pick up the bill
Money for real
Dick in her tummy no way she ain't feel it
Yeah
I'm tryna stack that shit to the ceiling
Yeah
Money come and go like women
Yeah yeah
F*ck I think that I f*cked up
I can't even see shit I'm still steering this hummer
Hummer
I'm hotter than the summer
Hotter than a sunburn
You sleeping you could slumber
I don't give a f*ck hoe
I don't give a f*ck hoe
I don't give a f*ck hoe
All I see is tunnel
All I see is slut hoes
(All I see is, all I see is)
Her ass fat like a Tahoe
She look like a model
She like my bravado
I like she a fly hoe
I give you a ride home
After you could ride hoe
Gelato yeah
The motto RICH
The motto is RICH
This biscotti take ya bitch
(Pressure)
I be smoking pressure
No need to impress ya
I'm way too impressive
My wrist might need a sweater
Yeah
F*ck her like my treasure
Yeah KO
Need a stretcher
Yeah I was f*ckin up this money goin crazy
(Crazy)
F*ckin up this money goin crazy
(Crazy)
F*ckin up this money goin crazy
(Crazy)
F*ckin up this money goin crazy
(Crazy)
(F*ckin)
F*ckin up this money goin