[Verse 1]
Cut the money up, then I burn that shit
Put it in my pocket, I can’t even fold that shit, ay
You a shooter n***a, then you blow that shit
You ain’t smoking on no Tookah I don’t want to smoke that shit
200 on the dash, I’m about to get Casper
Laughing to the bank, I know you pussies hear my laughter
Touchdown on these haters tryna tackle
I used to be broke but now I’m on another chapter
Shoot them things in
Loyal to my squad, I swear to god I’m never changing
Up on the cup, my n***a Breezy got me drinking
I call that Beyonce, n***a I been drinking
I been drinking, I been drinking
Roll another Tookah bitch we smoking on that stinky
Paid a couple bands just to put some diamonds on my pinky
Got my jewelry on, know these n***as they can’t take it
Know these bitches they can’t take me, know these n***as they can’t take me
I’m true to the game, I swear I can never fake it
I’m talking money to you, you say that’s another language
When you hear that money talk you just [?]
Can’t even understand it