[Chorus: Mally Bandz]
Lotta green, but all of my hundreds, they blue
[?] like the lottery
I remember cutting from school, and running from truancy
That bitch be all on me
But she got nothing to do, [?]
Money keep calling me
I might go get me a Coupe, [?]
I just keep pouring lean
This is not no juice, I'm sipping that 4 to sleep
Got a lotta green
Had to get me some lute, had to bag it like [?]
You tryna plot on me
But I just got me a new tool, n***as keep watching me

[Verse 1: Mally Bandz]
[?] gwop on me
You know I get up, make a move, and nobody stopping me
These n***as be different, lotta water, chain swim with the fishes
Lotta ice, like I came out the [?]
[?] always acting like bitches
How you real? But you always be switching
No deal, but my diamonds they glissin
[?] used to drink out the kitchen
Was in the field, but now we on a mission
All you ballers ain't living like this
Under covers [?]
[?]
I got brothers, bitch I don't got no friends
N***as talking [?] shit
Dirty gang, they know we with the shit
These days, gotta walk with the clip
EA, bitch I'm balling like Vince
[Chorus: Mally Bandz]
Lotta green, but all of my hundreds, they blue
[?] like the lottery
I remember cutting from school, and running from truancy
That bitch be all on me
But she got nothing to do, [?]
Money keep calling me
I might go get me a Coupe, [?]
I just keep pouring lean
This is not no juice, I'm sipping that 4 to sleep
Got a lotta green
Had to get me some lute, had to bag it like [?]
You tryna plot on me
But I just got me a new tool, n***as keep watching me

[Verse 2: Nana]
We got a lotta green
[?] lottery
Don't try to plot on me
[?]
It ain't no stopping me
[?] we came up from robbery
I know my mama, she proud of me
[?]
[?]
I had to [?] my salerey
[?] caliries
[?]
[?]
[?] G
[?]
All this designer from overseas
[Verse 3: Jay Critch]
[?]
Balling like [?]
[?] toss him
Get to the money, that's often
[?] coffen
Balling [?] ain't caufing
All of these [?] I'm igsausted
I'm on the block where it's scortchin
I be ducking the jail
Tryna make it out of hell
I got a pack in the mail
They tried to say I would fail
This shit ain't what it seems
I mix the sprite with the lean
I serve the team with the beans
I do the most for my team
[?] double up
[?] just pass me the double cup
Don't know that boy, he ain't one of us
Remember when they tried to front on us
[?] flexing in hummer trucks
[?]
[?] sun is up
I pray to god that I run it up