[Verse]
He always talking cash shit but never have no fucking money
Everywhere I go I keep a rack you fucking dummy
All my bitches eating not one bitch bummy
Put the chop to his side have him walking like a monkey
Put that bitch to a tussle
Blow that bitch I hear a mumble
Keep the big forty ruger for them bitches tryna touch me
Capture me as yall move cuz a lul' bitch humble
Tryna get this money like me baby boy but it's a hustle
You gotta stay focused and you gotta have muscle
Keep it strapped at all times hating n***as try to bust you
Put the silence on that bitch all you gone see is body fumble
Making bitches sick I walk in her tummy grumble
Bitches start coming around when they see that check tho
In the street with the heat n***as don't want trouble
Free Roc missing my pops I swear I'm doing it for you
Molly B it feel good when the whole hood love you