[Intro]
Eenie-miney-mo, what you gon' do when you got options?
I got way too many hoes
Gang and them, no lames with them (Juice)
Roster, that eenie-miney-mo
What you gon’ do when you got options? I got way too many hoes
Hmm

[Chorus]
Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo
What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes
Me and money go together like chili on mangoes
He gon' die if he try me, I don’t play 'bout DeJ Loaf
Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo
What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes
Me and money go together like chili on mangoes
He gon' diе if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf

[Verse 1]
Lеt a n***a try me, I bet he gon' die today
In the bed I make you suffocate, I'm J. Holiday
If we fightin’ over the money, bitch, I got time to date
Better be lucky you get to fuck a n***a with real diamond chains
All the hoes pick me like they tryna win a parlay
She like, "Ralfy, I hate you, but I love your third leg"
He took some shots to the face like it’s open bar day
Finna start an empire on the West like Charlamagne
Bad bitches call me papi when they off that champagne
Told her, "You can give me money when I'm havin’ a bad day"
We put coffee in our cups, we ain't have no first aid
I don't argue with a ho, you'll get fired on the first day
Bitch, I’ve been the trophy ever since my birthday
I'm half-human, half-God, bitch, I think I'm Hercules
I can fuck you good, I don't need no Percocet
Sittin' at home broke, bro, I wouldn't encourage that
The Plug
[Chorus]
Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo
What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes
Me and money go together like chili on mangoes
He gon' die if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf
Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo
What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes
Me and money go together like chili on mangoes
He gon' die if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf

[Verse 2]
It ain't nothin' to get a n***a popped like Faygos
Stackin' all these chips to the top like Pringles
If the Stincs not the truth, stop usin' our lingo
Bad bitches throw my number under "Mandingo"
Not the regular orange juice, bitch, I'm Tampico
Man, them n***as ain't no shooter, they don't know Bambino
Actin' like he run the mob, he think he Al Pacino
Drip made in Italy like a cappuccino
You ain't got no hoes 'cause you ain't got no Steelo
Tryna stunt, we'd jack n***as' ass like Steevo
I'm from LA, I ain't never ever seen a Deebo
Why would I put you on a play and you known for freeloadin'? The Plug

[Chorus]
Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo
What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes
Me and money go together like chili on mangoes
He gon' die if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf
Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo
What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes
Me and money go together like chili on mangoes
He gon' die if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf