[Intro]
Mm, oh, oh haha
Oh, oh, oh yeah, haha
Mm-mm-mm, n***a
(Chase the money, Chase the money)
Oh yeah
Supreme match the Bape, wonder why these n***as hate
Big thick gun, .30, leave a n***a limp
Ricky denim hold the cake, all my diamonds skate
Pussy n***a run up on me, I'ma let it spray

[Verse 1]
I remember H&M with them Jordan's, like ooh
Now my Gucci and my Ksubi all imported, like ooh
I find the money, I might Dora explore it, like ooh
I grab the keys and now I tour in a foreign, like ooh
Yeah, ooh, yeah, aye
Pray to me, feel like I'm Buddha
My n***as, they jug on computers
I poke the lil' bih' with the ruler, haha
Yeah, ooh, yeah
You know how I rock and go crazy
Lean in my bottle like baby
Ridin' around in Mercedes

[Verse 2]
Yeah, ha, ooh, yeah
Whole bunch of racks in my britches
Whole bunch of love for these bitches
Warm up then play 'em like tennis
Ooh, yeah, ha, ooh, yeah
You cannot win, it's a scrimmage
These n***as, they scared, they timid
I take a lil' bih' to the dentist
Fendi all over my bag
I put my lock on the tab
Know that these n***as, they mad
Know that these n***as, they mad
I put the stick on the .30
I'm ballin' off, feel like I'm Curry
My n***a, we cannot be worried
Sit in the sky like a birdie
[Verse 3]
Know just what she need
She a freak, call on me
I'ma eat her like a bean
I might drink a Latin lean
And I know just what she need
Forgiato, Mr. Clean
All my bitches, Saigonese
You can't stay, you gotta leave, haha