[Intro]
(Huh? Yeah)
(Metro Boomin want some more, n***a!)
It be the money, the guns, and the— (Grrah!)
Haha, I’m back, bitch
Let’s go, huh!

[Chorus]
It be the money, the guns, and the drugs that be runnin' my life (Facts)
I put my pain in a pint, then I load up the pipe (Boom)
She fuck with the gang, that’s nice, but that ho can't spend the night (Nah)
I stay with that stick, no fight, catch an opp, we takin' flight (Skrrt!)

[Verse 1]
On the block with a brick and a MAC in my jacket (Brrt, brrt)
Had to trap by the store with my bro while I'm packin' (Facts)
We don't do phones, ho, meet me in traffic (Zoom)
He talk crazy online, now that boy in a casket (Boom)
Whole lotta demons that ride with me (What?)
Might shoot up the function, no party piеce (Bow!)
I'm tryna make 10 beforе Saturday night
If you get in the way, you gon' pay the price (Real talk)
My bitch on drugs, got a Glock in her purse
Say somethin' slick, and I’ll put you on a shirt (Boom)
Stole my heart, I ain’t even care
I just want racks and a brand-new lair (Haha)
[Chorus]
It be the money, the guns, and the drugs that be runnin' my life (My life)
Put that stick in the ride, keep a tool like a knife (Like a knife)
That ho do coke with ice, now she think she my wife (Hell nah)
He tried to flex online, now his name under likes (RIP!)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, pourin' this Wock in the Faygo (Lean)
Don’t talk 'bout drillin' if you ain't got Dracos (Bow)
My trap spot smell like bankrolls and K-roll (Cash)
My lil' bro got two sticks in his raincoat (Facts)
We don’t run, we reload
Catch 'em out back and we shoot through the peep hole (Brrt)
They be askin' me how I still breathe
Shit, I made it this far 'cause I slide with my heat (Haha)
I done seen too much, I don't blink no more
Took so many losses, I can’t think no more (Nah)
But this pole still blow, this money still grow
That ho ain't loyal, but I still make her go (Go!)

[Chorus]
It be the money, the guns, and the drugs that be runnin' my life (My life)
Might OD twice, but I'm still tryna swipe (Still swipe)
She just want pipe, but I’m grippin’ this pipe (Grrah)
Try to ride my wave, now he swimmin' with Christ (Boom!)
[Outro]
(Metro Boomin want some more, n***a)
Yeah, 63Opp
Still with them felons, still duckin' them vice (Vice)
Still servin’ fiends and we still got the price (Facts)
Money, guns and drugs my vice...
Grrah!