Money Man
Arms Race
[Intro]
(Blame Swagg for this motherfucker)
(Flexin' on that bitch, hold up)

[Chorus]
I make this Glock here go berserk, it's painful 'cause these bullets hurt
Told my label double my advance 'cause I know what I'm worth
N***as act like bitches, all they like to do is talk and chirp
Told my youngsters, "Spin them n***as tonight, I hope your fingers work"
I hope you don't think being broke is cool cause that shit lame as fuck
My stick had jammed on me the other day, I had to lube it up
Hope you don't think you taking somethin', I wish you would attempt
Thinkin' that he finna catch me loafin', he must be on fent'

[Verse]
It's an arms race, the circle got more sticks than North Korea
Tryna open up my mind, I'm geekin' off of Golden Teachers
Used to break in houses, but I scammed my way to hundreds of thousands
Learned to trap on Snapfinger, I watched my cousin weigh up ounces
N***a can't even look me in the eye, know it's bitch in him
Treat that n***a like he got bad behavior, you know we switchin' him
My clip like a never-ending story when that extension in
N***a keep fallin' off, boy, stack them racks and get some discipline
Told my son, "Don't let no lil n***a try you, lil boy, handle business"
We ain't worried 'bout a fuckin' thing, we keep them Draco killers
Voices in my head keep tellin' me 'bout more artillery
I ain't tensin' up, that's on my kids I'm squeezin' instantly
[Chorus]
I make this Glock here go berserk, it's painful 'cause these bullets hurt
Told my label double my advance 'cause I know what I'm worth
N***as act like bitches, all they like to do is talk and chirp
Told my youngsters, "Spin them n***as tonight, I hope your fingers work"
I hope you don't think being broke is cool cause that shit lame as fuck
My stick had jammed on me the other day, I had to lube it up
Hope you don't think you taking somethin', I wish you would attempt
Thinkin' that he finna catch me loafin', he must be on fent'