[Chorus]
Know I woke up for my bag, yeah
Wock' n***as still make me mad, huh
Shawty said she don't fuck with me, but she still wanna stay at my pad, huh
Slide to the V.I.P., yeah, in that Benz, you know that that bitch all black, huh
Got a bad habit of countin' money, the only thing I add up

[Verse 1]
Huh, yeah, yeah, huh, oh, yeah
I'm talkin' 'bout money, bro
Invest in yourself and you'll see the growth
And you know I don't have [?]
So, yes, are you in town? Yet I'm on the road
There ain't no n***a or bitch that I owe
'Cause I started this shit, yeah, on my own, on God

[Verse 2]
You know nothin' but the numbers on my shirt, oh, yeah
Got n***as back home tryna tap in now, but they ain't ever want my verse, oh, yeah
Yeah, back in the day, huh, and that shit is funny to me, oh, yeah
Now look at you, you versus me, oh, yeah
Who the fuck is the best in the league? Oh, yeah
Ain't a question, bitch, you know it's me

[Interlude]
N***as can't touch my chain, shawty, know you not pullin' this off, ha
Brand new wrist full of them diamonds just so I can piss them off, ha, yeah
[Chorus]
Know I woke up for my bag, yeah
Wock' n***as still make me mad, huh
Shawty said she don't fuck with me, but she still wanna stay at my pad, huh
Ain't no one startin' this sprinter van, you know that that bitch matte black, huh
Got a bad habit of countin' money, the only thing I add up
Know I woke up for my bag, yeah
Wock' n***as still make me mad, huh
Shawty said she don't fuck with me, but she still wanna stay at my pad, huh
Slide to the V.I.P., yeah, in that Benz, you know that that bitch all black, huh
Got a bad habit of countin' money, the only thing I add up

[Outro]
(Up) I'm gon' add it up
What you say not addin' up
I cut her off 'cause I had enough, oh, yeah, huh
I'm on new flights, yeah, I'm [?]
Got all black on the fit like the Cavaliers
[?] by my center tray, oh, yeah
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, yeah)