Wheezy
Money Hit (Remix)*
[Intro : Young Thug]
Diamonds real clear
Never drink beer
I prefer lean, my dear
Eight hoes wit' me like Santa Claus' deers
I'm gon fly outta here
Butt like deer

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I drink [?] Voss (woah)
I ain't never drove an Impa—nah
Pinky ring is a star (uh)
Young n***a buyin' out the bar, yeah (cash out)
The top go away (uh, whew)
[?]
Get me a bottle
Pop it and spray it in his face
Why the big bubble every baby, uh
Why the big bezel very amaze, yeah
Buy the big bezel every baby, uh
Why the big bezel very baby, ooh
So many spots, got you dazed (dazed)
So many spots like a maze (maze)
Gotta see the plantation, it's amazin' (maze)
I need 500 trustees (woo)
All my diamonds got a cravin', huh
Got the bitch a spot in Brookhaven, huh
Diamonds so wet like I bathe em, yeah
Nuts too big to be scary, yeah
Psychic like That's So Raven, yeah
Shot a fuck n***a in his face (doo-doo-doo-doo)
[?], not a raid
All these feds tryna raid, yeah
Flipping these bitches, Johnny Cage (huh)
Bitches wanna fuck a bitch bae (ooh)
Bitches steady with the bang bang (woo)
Bitches wanna fuck night and day (woo)
This ain't for you no shade (woo)
First I was ugly, now I'm lame
Bitches wanna have a baby (woo)
They say I look good and smell the same (woo)
Dawg you better guard your wave, yeah
Rap n***as watching my page, yeah
Yeah, pussy smell good like ooh, ooh
Bald head pussy got a shave
Good music playin' through Dre's
I'ma take the diamonds and wash my face, yeah
Bitch I'm gettin' fresh in my sleep, yeah
Ain't out rockin' no J's, yeah
Star on my Nike, today
Gorilla pants and they Bape (Woo)
I'm havin' a marvellous day
Hop in the 'Rarri, go major
I don't play games, 2K
I can't have one bae
These bitches they want a be around me
'Cause they know I make 'em slay, hey
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
21 21
N***a I drop my top
N***a I flood my watch
Fuck it ima flood my thots
Got a hunnid on me n***a right now
Two guns put a n***a on the prowl
N***a put stones on cabbage
And it got too many karats (I dig)
N***a I ain't never gettin married
N***a I ain't goin to no Jared
N***a I ain't never been scary
Every n***a around me carryin'
Got the Glock on me
With the dick on it (30)
Yo' main bitch smell like fish don't it (fish)
I just sent the motherfuckin hit homie
Gotta whisper cause he might just snitch on ya
Shoot a missle n***a, we gon' blitz em n***a
She just sucked me up, and you kissed her n***a (21)
I can't go nowhere if I ain't got a pistol n***a
Bout my money it's gon be a fucking issue n***a
You a cat burglar, I do real murders (yadigg)
I got real shooters, they gon' really murk you
Put that dick inside her stomach and it hurt her n***a
I spent 35 racks on her purse n***a
Got a A-R with a 3 round burst n***a
Slaughter Gang we done put em in a hearse n***a
Pussy boy you ain't no gangster cause you curse n***a
You ain't no killer cause you sold a lil work n***a
I'll put yo favorite rapper on a shirt n***a
If I could I'd slap yo ass through this verse n***a