[Intro]
Yeah, good Actavis drankin' mothafucka, by the way
You dig? Yeah, yeah
Woah, woah

[Refrain]
My car 911, I was in a twin tower (Woo)
I sold a triple-double on the red, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I drip my sauce, confetti with the shit, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got twenty bitches in the country like Big KRIT, yeah (Yee, yee)

[Chorus]
Yeah, money on top of these n***as, money on top of these bitches (Money on, money on)
Money on top of the skit, money on top of the lick (Lick, yeah)
Money on top of his neck, I'm 'bout to buy, zero credit (Cash out)
Money on top of these hoes, money on top of the shit (Woo)

[Verse 1]
Money on top of this weed, money on top of these bricks (What's happenin'?)
I put Chanel on my seat (Yeah), I put chinchilla on, it's mink (Yeah)
Dasani water my fingers, this money callin' my people
You know I'm prepared for the reaper
Chanel on the back of the seats (Slatt)
I Chanel crop the Bentley seats, yeah
Ed Hardy tattoo on my feet, yeah
I'm the real definition of street, yeah
This the real definition of fleek
I was just poppin' on everything (Everything)
I got that pop on me and everything (Everything)
I'm on the block, I got every chain (Everything)
I know the feds know everything
Got a feelin' they tellin' them everything (Everything)
Havin' sex with a red thing (With a red thing)
I remain saying nothing, I remain to say nothing
[Chorus]
Yeah, money on top of these n***as, money on top of these bitches (Top of these, top of these)
Yeah, money on top of the skit, money on top of the lick
Yeah, money on top of his neck, I'm 'bout to buy, zero credit
Yeah, money on top of these hoes, money on top of the shit

[Refrain]
My car 911, I was in a twin tower (Skrrt)
I sold a triple-double on the red, yeah (Yeah)
I'm drippin' my sauce, confetti with the shit, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Got twenty bitches in the country like Big KRIT, yeah (Hey)

[Verse 2]
I smoked him and left the driveway full of bricks (Skrrt)
So rich, I could pay everybody momma rent (Yeah)
I'm Kodak in the court, I ain't going for shit (Fuck it)
I was thinkin' about a rape when i seen my bitch (Woo, woo)
They'll take you off, don't say I won't, yeah (Yeah)
Ten karats in my ears, I make it split (Woo, split)
Ten karats in my ears, it's causin' a split (Yeah-yeah)
Let your panties hit the ground when I walk in, lil' bitch (Yeah)
Hold a hundred kilos, fuck a pack, huh
Who gonna stop me if I'm dead, huh? (Who?)
Who the fuck gon' stop me when I'm mad, huh? (Tell me, who?)
Christopher Columbus with a bag, huh (Who?)
I just got the new V-12 Jag (Skrrt, woo)
I just flipped it out with paper tags (Yeah)
Pull up on the opps and do 'em bad (Do-do-do-do)
Twelve rack crop bag (Twelve racks)
Floyd on they ass (Floyd Mayweather)
I go Floyd, make my bitches call me daddy (Go Floyd, Go Floyd)
She ain't got no home training, she was suckin' dick in that caddy
I was 'bout to pull up, air that shit, what's the addy? (Go Floyd, Go Floyd)
[Refrain]
My car 911, I was in a twin tower (Skrrt)
I sold a triple-double on the red, yeah (Yeah)
I'm drippin' my sauce, confetti with the shit, yeah (Shit)
Got twenty bitches in the country like Big KRIT, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, money on top of these n***as, money on top of these bitches
Money on top of the skit, money on top of the lick
Money on top of his neck, I'm 'bout to buy, zero credit
Money on top of these hoes, money on top of the shit