[Intro]
Ski
Yeah, n***a, ayy
Shh, shh, oh, yeah
Yeah, let's do it, uh, let's do it

[Chorus]
I been busy gettin' to them racks, my bag look like Saint Nick (Look like Saint Nick, n***a)
Yo' lil' bitch gon' fuck just 'cause I got that sack, I swear these hoes ain't shit (These hoes ain't shit)
I'm chasin this cake, n***a, I'm gettin' to the cheese, I'm doin' this so quick (Shit so quick, yeah)
These n***as always hatin' on me, I feel like Veeze, lil' bitch, get off my dick (Get off my dick)
These n***as down bad on they ass (Yeah), ain't gettin' no cheese, I swear that shit ain't it (On gang, yeah)
N***a, I'm so P, I don't even think you could name a bad bitch that I ain't hit (On God, n***a)
I stayed on the grind
I know n***as ain't believe in the kid, I still ain't quit (I still ain't quit, huh)
N***a, I got too many flows and too many ho-ho-hoes just like Saint Nick (Just like Saint Nick)

[Verse]
On gang, n***a
I got too many hoes, I swear, I can't even pick (I can't even pick)
On gang, n***a
I got so much racks in my pocket, it can't even fit (Can't even fit)
On gang, yeah
This n***a broke as a joke, lil' boy, you funny as shit
On gang, n***a (Huh)
Don't wanna talk on the phone if it ain't about money and shit (Bitch, bye)
Don't wanna talk on the phone (Yeah), n***a, just leave me alone
Bitch, I'm in my zone
Like ho, what the fuck is you on? (My zone)
Told a bitch that I'm a dog and I just wanna bone (Rrr)
I'm a dog and I just wanna bone
I don't even need me a stylist to put that shit on (I'ma put that shit on)
I'm finna get in my zone
Take a n***a bitch and I bet he still playin' my song (Haha, yeah)
I'm on a flight right now, bitch, I'm on the way to come turn up your city (Turn up your city)
N***a ain't gettin' no dough, you broke as a joke, you gotta be kiddin' (Gotta be kiddin', n***a)
N***a, I stay on the grind, my hoes too fine, yeah, all of them pretty (My bitches pretty)
Yeah, I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine bitches with me (N***a)
[Chorus]
I been busy gettin' to them racks, my bag look like Saint Nick (Look like Saint Nick, huh)
Yo' lil' bitch gon' fuck just 'cause I got that sack, I swear these hoes ain't shit (These hoes ain't shit, n***a)
I'm chasin this cake, n***a, I'm gettin' to the cheese, I'm doin' this so quick (Shit so quick, n***a)
These n***as always hatin' on me, I feel like Veeze, lil' bitch, get off my dick (Get off my dick)
These n***as down bad on they ass (On gang), ain't gettin' no cheese, I swear that shit ain't it (That shit ain't it, n***a)
N***a, I'm so P, I don't even think you could name a bad bitch that I ain't hit (That ain't hit, n***a)
I stayed on the grind (Yeah)
I know n***as ain't believe in the kid, I still ain't quit (I still ain't quit, n***a)
N***a, I got too many flows and too many ho-ho-hoes just like Saint Nick (Just like Saint Nick, yeah)

[Outro]
I been busy gettin' to them racks, my bag look like Saint Nick
Yo' lil' bitch gon' fuck just 'cause I got that sack, I swear these hoes ain't shit
I'm chasin this cake, n***a, I'm gettin' to the cheese, I'm doin' this so quick
These n***as always hatin' on me, I feel like Veeze, lil' bitch, get off my dick