[Intro]
SLIGHTWRK! (x2)

[Chorus: Chris O'Bannon]
All I know is n***as gonna hate
All I know is fuck you came in
All I know is money make the world go
All I know is that the money won't change me
All I know is n***as gonna hate
All I know is fuck you came in
All I know is money make the world go
All I know is that the money won't change me
All I know is that the money won't change me
All I know is that the money won't change me
All I know is that the money won't change me
All I know is that the money won't change me

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
If I'm not mistaken, all my n***as made it
Two 3's on my feet then I pump fake it
Baby girl grab the Quavo then french kiss it
Swae Lee—Mr. Couldn't Take Your Bitch Quicker
Hottest n***as on the planet, got the place lit up
Fly n***as, got expensive taste, sight and touch
I am not your n***a, you got me fucked up
Bought your bitch the bra that make her tits sit up
I only fit in with the n***as who stand out
Money talks, you just poppin' off at the mouth
If I'm the topic, then the conversation heated
Rae Sremm gettin' booked up in every city
Splash her with cash, had to spazz on the waiter
She fucked up my order three times in a row, woah
I'm good on gas, I just filled up my tank
Now let's fill up her head and let's see if she chokes

[Chorus: Chris O'Bannon]
All I know is n***as gonna hate
All I know is fuck you came in
All I know is money make the world go
All I know is that the money won't change me
All I know is n***as gonna hate
All I know is fuck you came in
All I know is money make the world go
All I know is that the money won't change me
All I know is that the money won't change me
All I know is that the money won't change me

[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
Slim!
Two bad bitches swimmin' in my bed
Off with their head, off, off with their head
Young Slim fuckin' bitches in my infrared
Come and hit the propane, I just lit the gas
Young wild n***as, livin' fast
Stash your money in a brown paper bag
We set the roof on fire, then we flood it out
We just threw the money up, we ain't even count
Shake it like a seizure, bustin' in my speeder
Girl I'm bustin' off the gasoline, it's fuckin' up my speech
I'm a million dollar n***a, baby nothin's of my reach
I'm a million dollar n***a like I hit the lottery
Splash her with cash, had to spazz on the waitress
She fucked up my order three times in a row
I'm good on gas, I just filled up my tank
Now let's fill up her head and let's see if she goes

[Verse 3: 6ix9ine]
N***as want war, yeah, kick the door, yeah
Run up, break your jaw, yeah, get it on, yeah
I'ma hit a stain, yeah, broad day, yeah
N***as act fake, yeah, catch a fade, yeah
N***as said I changed, yeah, made some changes
I could never change, yeah, stay the same, yeah
I'm still in the hood, yeah, busting juggs, yeah
Puffing on a Wood, yeah, smoking good, yeah