[Chorus x2]
Green in the cup, blue on the benjis
Smoke in the dark, gas we got plenty
Money counting up, duffel gettin' heavy
I glow in the dark, demons tryna test me

[Verse 2]
Finna cop a penthouse, feel like Zack and Cody
Bad bitch in the lobby, but she ain't Mr.Moseby
She ain't Mr. Moseby, got 'em all jumping

[Verse 3]
Bankrolls in my pocket, can't fit in a wallet
They tryna stop it, they can just watch it
Bad bitch in my cockpit, beat it up like mosh pit
I'm a young prophet, finna make these profits
These rappers my kids, swear they all adopted
And the way the sauce drip, came from the faucet
Gas be in my lungs, got me fucking coughing
Put them in the fucking dirt, Burberry coffin

[Verse 4]
They move in slow mo, like it's a replay
I need like 6 bands, like every damn day
Like every damn day, I'm in my own lane
[Chorus x2]
Green in the cup, blue on the benjis
Smoke in the dark, gas we got plenty
Money counting up, duffel gettin' heavy
I glow in the dark, demons tryna test me