[Chorus:]
If we talkin’ ‘bout gettin’ money, yes indeed, I’m no lagger
I like fast cars, the buttons that make it go faster
If I Bruce Lee kick her out the ring, he gon’ go after her
The way I’m shittin’ on n*ggas I think I need adult Pampers
If we talkin’ ‘bout gettin’ money, yes indeed, I’m no lagger
I like fast cars, the buttons that make it go faster
If I Bruce Lee kick her out the ring, he gon’ go after her
The way I’m shittin’ on n*ggas I think I need adult Pampers

[Verse 1:]
You givin’ yo’ money to a bum, bitch he’s no pastor
Red beam on his face, big .40’ll kill his proactiveness
Big cannon on my hip incase I’m shootin’ at actresses
Damn bitch, why you gotta suck the dick so passionate
Young n*gga gettin’ money, I ain’t never been an average kid
Fuck all the 21 questions, come wit’ some money, get the magic stitches
On OnlyFans out here gettin’ rich off ass and tits
For the record, Pastor Ralfy need it all, not half of it
I can make the bag triple up, I know magic tricks
She like, “Even though he took my money and left I can’t be mad at him”
It’s a doggy-dog world, the team tryna bone, you can’t be mad at Cliff
Just because all my n*ggas on, you can’t be mad at them
If you say you got some money for me, please don’t lack wit’ it
The Plug got unlimited heat, nobody droppin’ as fast as him
You don’t wanna trust me wit’ yo’ heart I’ma damage it
Bitch, The Plug ain’t never goin’ broke ‘cuz I’m havin’ it
[Chorus:]
If we talkin’ ‘bout gettin’ money, yes indeed, I’m no lagger
I like fast cars, the buttons that make it go faster
If I Bruce Lee kick her out the ring, he gon’ go after her
The way I’m shittin’ on n*ggas I think I need adult Pampers
If we talkin’ ‘bout gettin’ money, yes indeed, I’m no lagger
I like fast cars, the buttons that make it go faster
If I Bruce Lee kick her out the ring, he gon’ go after her
The way I’m shittin’ on n*ggas I think I need adult Pampers

[Verse 2:]
If 12 get behind me, yes indeed we going faster
If I Bruce Lee kick her out the crib, he gon’ go after her
She put some money on offerin’, ‘cuz The Plug a dope pastor
I’m a real street n*gga, no cap, I’m no rapper
Never mind, scratch that, I’m a dope ass rapper
I’m here to steal the service from these broke-ass pastors
I hang with street n*ggas, real firmitive jackers
Diamonds hit the light, ratchet twerkin’ when they dancin’
Drum on the choppa, matin’, that’s why it’s permanent clappin’
On this bitch like Uncle Sam, how I permanent tax her
The way I’m shittin’ on n*ggas I’ma need permanent Pampers
Keep them broke n*ggas away from me, I’m allergic to cappers
Tryna get on my level, you gon’ need more than a ladder
Gang ‘N Em over here arguin’ over who get surgical faster
Shrimp, steak and lobster, we get served on big platters
N*ggas wolfin’, talkin’ ‘bout they want the Stincs, ain’t shit happenin’
[Chorus:]
If we talkin’ ‘bout gettin’ money, yes indeed, I’m no lagger
I like fast cars, the buttons that make it go faster
If I Bruce Lee kick her out the ring, he gon’ go after her
The way I’m shittin’ on n*ggas I think I need adult Pampers
If we talkin’ ‘bout gettin’ money, yes indeed, I’m no lagger
I like fast cars, the buttons that make it go faster
If I Bruce Lee kick her out the ring, he gon’ go after her
The way I’m shittin’ on n*ggas I think I need adult Pampers