[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Too much motherfuckin' money, they might have to take it from me
Too many fuckin' hunnid's, I'm on a plane with it
Finna move to somethin', you might think a AirBnB, but I'm stayin' in it
This bih' got a booty, so I'm playin' with it
This n***a think I'm lackin', so I'm sprayin' at him
Your boyfriend the opps? Then I be prayin' wit' him
Everywhere I got my Glock, I ain't goin' for shit
Fours too overrated, I'm pourin' the fifth

[Verse]
Let that metal bake him, used to get shit lit
Do I fuck with the opps? Like, "Uh, nah"
Is he lettin' it off? Like, "Uh, nah"
Is he gettin' that guap? Like, "Uh, nah", no
Blowin' up, gettin' the racks
Shooters'll get on your ass (Shooters'll get on your dick, hoe)
Lil' nig' gon' gеt clapped up
H-Hunnid's on me, and it's stack up
He might need somе get back
He might need some back up

[Chorus]
Too much motherfuckin' money, they might have to take it from me
Too many fuckin' hunnid's, I'm on a plane with it
Finna move to somethin', you might think a AirBnB, but I'm stayin' in it
This bih' got a booty, so I'm playin' with it
This n***a think I'm lackin', so I'm sprayin' at him
Your boyfriend the opps? Then I be prayin' wit' him
Everywhere I got my Glock, I ain't goin' for shit
Fours too overrated, I'm pourin' the fifth