[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
You's a broke opp
I keep designer guns, n***a, I ain't facin' at your mohawk (Thank You Fizzle)
If Ferb jumped in with the Chrome Heart
Fuck goin' back and forth, blow his dome off (Smoov, what's good, baby?)
Opp fratenizer, kick his door down while he chillin'
The Grinch Who Stole Christmas in a Louis V chinchilla
Dwellin' a n***a, the chopper missin', it don't miss a beat
You ain't see me in the club, n***a mistakin' me for Mr. T
Don't even think about it, if you even dream about it, you'll get these Christmas beams
Rob me, yeah, n***a, you must be kiddin' me
Broke and doin' bad, you n***as is the epipacies
Said he rockin' with the Stinc Team or you rockin' with the witnesses?
Pulled the chops out, but we left Glock rounds
He tried to run up on a mobster and got knocked down
Swiss cheese, n***a, I left nachos
He got Chip Skylarked, his friend got Glockoma
Bitch, your watch older than that Bentayga
I'll crack a n***a melon when I switchblade him
It's an awful lot of carats on my wrist, baby
He tried to run up on the chop and learned gymnastics

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Play with these n***as, they don't got enough money
I'm a millionaire and these n***as all bummy
Pull off on his block, duh-duh-duh-duh-dum drummin'
Everything you n***as talk about is never 'bout no money
Pull up on his block and duh-duh-duh-duh-dum drummin', bitch, n***a
Pull up on his block and duh-duh-duh-duh-dum drummin'
Everything is all smiles here 'cause y'all funny, bitch
Pull up on his block and duh-duh-duh-duh-dum drummin'
[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]
Pull up with a chop, we got all the opps runnin'
Cannon on my hip, I nicknamed him Andre Drummond
I was in the trenches, we know you n***as not thuggin'
Real VVSs, ask my jeweler, I'm not bluffin'
You gon' get a fade from a Stinc, we not tusslin'
I keep a DeJ Loaf on me, that's how I'm comin'
He actin' too tough, we shred like beef jerky
Bitch, watch out for my cup with all that wild twerking
Corona finna be over, the Stincs finna be crowd surfin'
You a snitch, your pops a snitch, even your child workin'
I don't want that wack pussy, let me see how that mouth workin'
Blew so much on jewelery, I'm needin' a wilder purchase
Fake rap n***as and snitches can't get my verses
All dome shots, game over, it was Curtis
I'm just tryna put some ice in my new watches
A n***a reach for my chain, we gon' 2Pac him, the Plug

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Play with these n***as, they don't got enough money
I'm a millionaire and these n***as all bummy
Pull up on his block, duh-duh-duh-duh-dum drummin'
Everything you n***as talk about is never 'bout no money
Pull up on his block and duh-duh-duh-duh-dum drummin', bitch, n***a
Pull up on his block and duh-duh-duh-duh-dum drummin'
Everything is all smiles here 'cause y'all funny, bitch
Pull up on his block and duh-duh-duh-duh-duh drummin'
N***a