(I really like to use cash!)
(Shoutout Dylvinci, that n***a got the
Motherfuckin' slaps, on God)

[Chorus]
I keep big guns on me
Now I feel like Tony (Ay)
You can't trust your homie
Cuz' n***as be phony
Callin ya how when I'm feelin' so lonely
I feel like a stripper I stay with a pole
(Yuh, Yuhh, Ay, Ay)

[Verse]
The fuck is you talkin' bout?
The fuck is he talkin' bout?
I ride wit' a 30 round
I see ya bitch, then I'm in her mouth
I makin' hits all up on the couch
She all on my dick, now she want the clout
I'm smokin' by the pound (Ay)
I had the racks in the bag
You know I love to use cash
These n***as know I can't lack (Ay, Ay)
I'ma just stay on my lonely
I see the truth, all these n***as is phony
Sippin' wokeisha, you know it's the potion
(Ay, Ay, Yuh)
[Chorus]
I keep big guns on me
Now I feel like Tony (Ay)
You can't trust your homie
Cuz' n***as be phony
Callin ya how when I'm feelin' so lonely
I feel like a stripper I stay with a pole