I got a stick on me now
Foreign bitch and she fuck on the couch
Getting money, I get my amount
Getting money, I don’t gotta count
I’m gonna get to these racks
I’m gonna get to these stacks
I got shawteys in the back
I’m gonna get to the Mac

Yea
I got money now you know it
I got power gotta show it
I got talent gotta show it

The most slept on and we stay our lane, don’t switch on me, ain’t playing no games
Feel like I’m at ease when I’m spitting these flames, we gonna be big and that’s why you hate
You’re the type to switch for fame but you’re too late
Get the fuck out my face
If you ain’t gang like My bro tae, stop switching you’re lanes and just be straight

Don’t want your number, got money I’m counting, so much drip, hink that I’m drowning
Call me A Boogie, got water like fountain, getting these checks but it’s cool, keep doubting
Keep doubting on me, what was the name of your trash EP?
Back on the top, now wouldn’t you agree? Mouth on froze, yea two degrees (uh)

Sleep on me just like a baby, that is a daydream, noticed that lately
I been rappin’ so greatly, flow so wavy, know that you hate me
Hating on me, yea it’s daily, you couldn’t do this, you are too lazy
All my verses are crazy, pockets are weighty, drip like it’s rainy

So sad cuz they hating on ME, sike bitch I’m just living the dream
Y’all study tryna get a degree, I study how to stack all this green
Hop on a track? Gotta pay me the fee, don’t trust y’all, just trust my team
Anyone else, they gotta pay me, feelin’ like AJ, I’ll knock out the beat

I got a stick on me now
Foreign bitch and she fuck on the couch
Getting money, I get my amount
Getting money, I don’t gotta count
I’m gonna get to these racks
I’m gonna get to these stacks
I got shawteys in the back
I’m gonna get to the Mac

Yea
I got money now you know it
I got power gotta show it
I got talent gotta show it