[Intro: Baby Boy & Yung L.A.]
J. Soul
Baby Boy (Oh, oh, oh)
Grand Hustle boy (Go, go, go)
Yung LA (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Hypocalypto
Swag on the hundredth, man

[Chorus: Baby Boy]
Hit the mall, I be stuntin', stuntin', stuntin', man
Grindin' all day, gettin' money, money, money, man
I'ma ball 'til I fall ('Til I fall), got 'em mad
Got my swag on the hundredth, man
Hit the mall, I be stuntin', stuntin', stuntin', man
Grindin' all day, gettin' money, money, money, man
I'ma ball 'til I fall ('Til I fall), got 'em mad
Got my swag on the hundredth, man

[Verse 1: Baby Boy]
Stacks goin' shopping, me and Marcus ballin'
I do this every day 'cause I be poppin' tags often
Money is not a problem, so I ball, ball, ball
In Lenox Mall, let's tear down the wall, wall, wall
Buy everything that I want, hundredth thousand when I cash it
I be like, [?], I'ma shopping 'til I pass out
Pockets filled with guap, money, I got plenty
Gotta buy it all and leave the mall empty
[Chorus: Baby Boy]
Hit the mall, I be stuntin', stuntin', stuntin', man
Grindin' all day, gettin' money, money, money, man
I'ma ball 'til I fall ('Til I fall), got 'em mad
Got my swag on the hundredth, man
Hit the mall, I be stuntin', stuntin', stuntin', man
Grindin' all day, gettin' money, money, money, man
I'ma ball 'til I fall ('Til I fall), got 'em mad
Got my swag on the hundredth, man

[Verse 2: Baby Boy]
Walkin' to the mall, buy all the antiques seven jeans
Ed Hardy, Black Label, AKU and L-I-G
All the Coogi, all the Polo, all the Louie and Lacoste
When I feel my white boy swag, I just go shop at Hollister's
Even [?], Saturday I rock the Tru Religion with the Prada
Money, I gotta lotta
Pockets filled with guap, money, I got plenty
Gotta buy it all and leave the mall empty

[Chorus: Baby Boy]
Hit the mall, I be stuntin', stuntin', stuntin', man
Grindin' all day, gettin' money, money, money, man
I'ma ball 'til I fall ('Til I fall), got 'em mad
Got my swag on the hundredth, man
Hit the mall, I be stuntin', stuntin', stuntin', man
Grindin' all day, gettin' money, money, money, man
I'ma ball 'til I fall ('Til I fall), got 'em mad
Got my swag on the hundredth, man
[Verse 3: Yung L.A.]
(Stuntin', stuntin') That what shorties do (Come on)
(Stuntin', stuntin') [?] (What's up?)
(Stuntin', stuntin') When I'm with the fam (Come on)
(Stuntin', stuntin') Hopin' out the Lamb' (Come on)
All I know is turn it up and all I know is play (Turn up)
G4, G5, all I know is jam ([?])
[?] ([?])
Five times, ten, man, I put that on my check (Uh-oh)
Highest in the city and I go hard on all the rest (Uh-oh)
Gettin' it for a show and I ain't takin' nothin' less (Uh-oh)
Crosses on me everywhere, like, "Oh, my God, I'm blessed" (Uh-oh)
Fifty for a show and I ain't takin' nothin' less (Come on)

[Chorus: Baby Boy & Yung L.A.]
Hit the mall, I be stuntin', stuntin', stuntin', man
Grindin' all day, gettin' money, money, money, man
I'ma ball 'til I fall ('Til I fall), got 'em mad
Got my swag on the hundredth, man
Hit the mall, I be stuntin', stuntin', stuntin', man
Grindin' all day, gettin' money, money, money, man
I'ma ball 'til I fall ('Til I fall), got 'em mad (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Got my swag on the hundredth, man

[Outro: Baby Boy & Yung L.A.]
Baby Boy (Oh, oh, oh)
Grand Hustle boy (Go, go, go)
Yung LA (Uh-oh, uh-oh; it apocalypto)
Swag on the hundredth, man