[Intro]
(1800 for you)
(DavyDaDon)

[Chorus]
You want some coochie, buy a bitch some Gucci, she gon' give it up
We all shooters, so before you play, we don't give a fuck
Remember fucked up and bad, you was there, ain't give me nothin'
A half a million in all twenties, from now on, give me hundreds
'23, I'm drivin' Lambs, '03, they drove Hummers
Already got too many friends, I'm tryna get some more money
Bad bitches, I fuck runners, bag flippin', I got onions
Tryna touch another M before the summer

[Verse 1]
Whole fit came from Europe, I ain't never been to London
Spot full of drums and sticks and I ain't never been a drummer
Fuck the league, this lil' n***a ridin' with me got a jumper
I give him cheese, but he'll go and catch a body just for nothing
You gotta hustle, any bitch you think want, you can fuck her
From the jump, I'll tell a bitch, "I like you, I don't love you"
I was fucked up and broke, ask them n***as, I was bummy
Then ask how I got up on my feet and started running
I ain't lookin' back
She got my heart and the receipt, this bitch took it back
When you was tryna crack them hoes, we was cookin' crack
An easy steal, lil' n***a, that's a rookie pass
Goin' around askin' how we eatin' with your lookin' ass
[Chorus]
You want some coochie, buy a bitch some Gucci, she gon' give it up
We all shooters, so before you play, we don't give a fuck
Remember fucked up and bad, you was there, ain't give me nothin'
A half a million in all twenties, from now on, give me hundreds
'23, I'm drivin' Lambs, '03, they drove Hummers
Already got too many friends, I'm tryna get some more money
Bad bitches, I fuck runners, bag flippin', I got onions
Tryna touch another M before the summer

[Verse 2]
All 'za, I got a whole box for you for a hundred
Bitch told me shoot my shot, n***a, you know I'm gon' gun her
Four thousand a pop, 'bout to pour your whole month up
Out of all my mama kids, n***as tell me I'm the dumb one
.45 with a switch, get on feet, we gotta run it
Hit his ass a block away, these n***as prey and I'm the hunter
Knock y'all big dog down, I was raised in the jungle
Three states in three days, I'm on my way back with nothin'
We get money, I like bad bitches, she like street n***as
Say she like n***as with guns, I got three with me
These hoes fuckin' everybody, I got three bitches
Soon as you jump off the bait, I'ma keep fishin', Easy Money

[Chorus]
You want some coochie, buy a bitch some Gucci, she gon' give it up
We all shooters, so before you play, we don't give a fuck
Remember fucked up and bad, you was there, ain't give me nothin'
A half a million in all twenties, from now on, give me hundreds
'23, I'm drivin' Lambs, '03, they drove Hummers
Already got too many friends, I'm tryna get some more money
Bad bitches, I fuck runners, bag flippin', I got onions
Tryna touch another M before the summer