[Intro]
Woah
Woah
Plug
Woah
Woah
Woah
Yeah, shh

[Hook]
I got street money, RIP Bankroll
Stuff the shoe box, when the bank is closed
I bank with the digits, you bankin' on hoes
You got the game twisted, you gon' get exposed

[Verse 1]
Ridin' droptop with my fuckin' Ghosts
In the motherfuckin' tropicals
We overcame, all these obstacles
Cartier, my frames, that's my opticals
Plug
I got street money, man I feel like Boochie, uh
She see the chains, now she throwin' coochie, uh
Hoe wipe me down, I feel like I'm Boosie, uh
We ride around in the Bentley coupe, uh
[Hook]
I got street money, RIP Bankroll
Stuff the shoe box, when the bank is closed
I bank with the digits, you bankin' on hoes
You got the game twisted, you gon' get exposed

[Verse 2]
My bitch down to ride, and that's all the time
I just pipe her down, in my Gucci slides
I don't do no cuffin', uh, bitch, that is a crime, uh
Ain't no marriage talkin', uh, bitch you out of line
Plug
I got at least about a thousand hoes
Rodman, smoke at least a thousand Os
I will never ever sell my soul
My plug Stoopid, n***a, shoutout Dro

[Hook]
I got street money, RIP Bankroll
Stuff the shoe box, when the bank is closed
I bank with the digits, you bankin' on hoes
You got the game twisted, you gon' get exposed

[Outro]
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Yeah, shh