They will make me slap.

Slutty's on a thought back.

She know I got the plug for the right part.

Pull up in the whip, man.

I'm staying hoes deep in the halfway.

I think the money really got a hold on me.

Da-da.

I'm living life like we ain't promised tomorrow Lot of dope smoke, lot a lot of gelato

Got a great security just to get in the contest.

Fat cannabis for trying to buke me with a kind of mocktail.

He ain't a gangster, blood goofy with the llama big time and

Throw me whatever you have.

I fell off but baby I'm back on it I fell off but baby I'm back on it

I really think the money got a hold on me I'm trying to convince her that she can hold on to you

Oh.

I'm ten hoes deep.

I think the money really got

I think the money really got a hold of me.

I followed the code OGs told to me And the game was given, it wasn't sold to me

These hoes give it up to me because they owe it to me.

I came up fully, I'm in a different bracket.

Fire bands for the leather, I'm in a different jacket Money's all it should kill, I just been trying to stack it

Play me the beat and I kill, I'm trying to attack it.

This game is too easy, I do this shit in my sleep.

New York City, we mobbin', I hit the club 20D Cashin' out when I feel like Gerald never been cheap

It's not that serious fam, I swear it isn't that deep.

I swear it was perfect timing.

you ain't by the common and we ain't nothing in common got homies in black hoodies and beanies they hella mobby from sack to the bay yeah you know it i fuck with

She know I got the plug for the right

in the whip man it's all right i'm ten hoes deep

I think the money really gotta hold on me.

Yeah, I think this money really got a hole in me.

Niggas can't get a hold of me.

Now them niggas tall low on me.

Fuckin' right, I change.

What you change?

You can be wrong on me.

Down, ball stuff.

Louis V, ball stuff.

Ferg, I'm a Benihana.

A-Night, I'm ball stuff.

My lifestyle awesome.

This is how I pose to be.

I don't believe in luck.

My blessings really got a hold of me.

Money ain't controlling me, but money is controlling me.

The money cost.

Stop it all.

No second guess.

I get the green.

Devils get up off of me.

Help me get them off of me.

I call these hoes sons and bitches.

And I drink all the drinks.

My mama said don't let them money.

Make your head bigger I'm cocky as fuck And I don't fuck with niggas And I don't trust these bitches

Ever since the word gold, nigga, my homie fell in love I told him no, nigga, no, nigga

But he ain't listen.

Oh.

Four hunnids!

Four hunnids!

I think the money really got

You should've fucked up your life, but it's night