[Intro]
AceTheFace

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma fuck a n***a bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin pills with xans, that's what made me all these bands
N***as talkin' hella reckless, so we layin' all these hands
Bands bands bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas
Bands bands bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas

[Verse 1: Rob Vicious]
I need money, I need weed, I need drank
N***as knockin', ain't a fiend and I'm straight
These n***as tellin' stories but they don't be who we think
Talkin' like he ain't a pussy but he lyin' in your face
I been bossin' since a rookie, watchin' n***as from the back
Smokin' cookie out the package, shootin' n***as rockin' black
P's gettin' taxed, I guess I'm back to sellin' crack
Got a lick for couple racks then tell a n***a where it's at

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma fuck a n***a bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin pills with xans, that's what made me all these bands
N***as talkin' hella reckless, so we layin' all these hands

[Verse 2: Fenix]
I sip big juice but you n***as probably knew that
I'm ridin' 'round with two straps, I'm wavy like a durag
My n***as see a lick, we finna hit it, n***as do that
I cheated on my bitch, I'm 'bout to go and buy a new bag
You n***as almost made it but you didn't n***a, too bad
I'm cashin', count up forty bands off the back end
What happened? n***as talkin' reckless 'til we spazzin'
Poppin' it my n***a, you ain't really 'bout that action

[Verse 3: Master Kato]
Tell that bitch to send them codes right now
I'm tryna get it, tryna get this shit goin' right now, right now
I been juggin' off these phones like how
N***a how you turn a cool hundred to a light thou, light thou
This shit regular baby, I swear to God
No you can't compare with us lady, yo this the mob
All my n***as ready like Freddy if it's a prob
Chop a n***a, now you spaghetti up in the pot

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma fuck a n***a bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin pills with xans, that's what made me all these bands
N***as talkin' hella reckless, so we layin' all these hands