[Intro: JB Scofield]
Stretch it, stretch it, stretch it, yo!

[Chorus: JB Scofield]
Stretch it, stretch it
Make sure the money do— (Oh my God)
Stretch it, stretch it
Make sure the money do— (Oh my God)
Stretch it, stretch it
Make sure the money do— (Oh my God)
Stretch it, stretch it, stretch it (Oh my God, oh my days)

[Post-Chorus: JB Scofield]
Yo
My bro just came from Dubai
Now he wants four wives, man I told him thatʼs madness
Money make the world do backflips, make sure you keep it all together elastic
Stretch it, stretch it
Make sure the money do backflips
This one must've came from—
(Oh my God)

[Verse 1: Blanco]
Bro put teeth in a wap now he's finna go spin this in public (Spin 'em)
No CID when you see me with Snow then the strip's got snow, no summit (Baller)
Fake girls screaming out "Men are trash" but they dig through the trash and rummage (Ugh)
Stretch it, stretch it, I might've just overdone it
Pull up, hop out, why so sudden?
Jump out, running, side door bussin'
The gloves and a mask, the bottys another
Man step on the pedal, the boydem are coming (Whoosh)
Cut from the low, man did it, turbo skur and skid it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ain't going hell man's in it, firearm drugs exhibit
[Chorus: JB Scofield & Berna]
Stretch it, stretch it
Make sure the money do— (Oh my God)
Stretch it, stretch it
Make sure the money do— (Oh my God)
Stretch it, stretch it
Make sure the money do— (Oh my God)
Stretch it, stretch it, stretch it (Ay, look)

[Verse 2: Berna]
Money in the bank come diff, thumbing through notes got my fingers stiff (Money)
From young man hustled like Nip so I weren't surprised that I blew like Crips
Kits, still ain't got no ticks, bricks, bro's got two in this whip
Pissed, if we hit you with a stick, licks, I've robbed 'nough of these pricks
Now I'm on the M tryna hit that exit (Skrrt)
I got shawty stressing cah I got blue ticks in my requested
Verified in the sheets, it's peak, I still make her go down south like Deptford (Sloppy)
Good necking, fuck what you heard, we get bread in, splitting the bread with my bredrin
We go broke, that's a next ting, n***as know that we're next in

[Verse 3: JB Scofield]
Man I got a golden goal, someone let me know like where's the post
They wanna know what I did, yeah, like Drogba, got a brown in from Ivory Coast
But she didn't even know the half, when I stretch it she's telling me I'm full of myself
But I just came back from Barca, been wavy, they surf on the net
Like, like what'd you expect (What'd you expect?)
She said I was trash, I got me a bag, I got me a cheque
The money come long that's different bread (Oh my God)
I'm talking baguettes
And the posh life come like umbrella you know them ones they go over your head
My bro from France got Italian drip, that's Blaise Matuidi, you know how it gets (Woah)
[Chorus: JB Scofield]
Stretch it, stretch it
Make sure the money do— (Oh my God)
Stretch it, stretch it
Make sure the money do— (Oh my God)
Stretch it, stretch it
Make sure the money do— (Oh my God)
Stretch it, stretch it, stretch it (Oh my God, oh my days)