[Verse 1: YNW Melly]
Think I need to go to rehab
Cuz I'm so addicted to money
I roll down the window
Then empty the clip
And them boys get to running
I fuck on a bitch then I fuck on her momma
Then fuck up some commas
No I don't box in the ring
But i beat the cat up like Muhammad

[Verse 2: JGreen]
Ran up me some commas
Ran thru me a check
For the love of that money
Young n***a plugged in
I'm finessing these n***as from Monday to Sunday
Ooh the fronting you do for your team
Boy I make them n***as pay homage
Young n***a world
Young n***a wave
So we just ran up them numbers

[Verse 3: YNW Melly & JGreen]
I run in them trenches with guns
I run in them trenches with sticks
I run in them trenches with killers
You run in them trenches with jits
This bitch giving me so much neck
I think this hoe mixed with giraffe
She sucking for hours that head she devour
I knew [?] I knew she was nasty
Run up on me get to blasting
All of my n***as bout action
Bullets gone fly like Alladin
Boy I'm too fly like the Jacksons
Tom Cruise n***as acting
Still screaming out free savage
I got them racks in the mattress
Cos I be Cos I be whippin' the brick
I think that i just dislocated my wrist
She told me that she is in love with my whip and Im gone
[Verse 4: YNW Melly]
N***a toting them choppas
We ain't with none of that talking
Black bitches say I'm conceded
White bitches say that I'm awesome
He don't want beef with the squad No
He don't want beef with the squad No
I package the brick
Then I pack up this shit
Then send it to Toronto

[Verse 5: JGreen]
Its the same lil' n***a from the 510
I came a long way long way from dirt roads
And the phone case on my hip is a pole
Project baby we just play it how it go
You know under pressure
Them n***as know that you gone fold
I keep it 1k and it don't matter where I go
I'm drowning in money but I still rock that polo
Every n***a round me still clutching on they four
Sushi gang Money Gang
Yeah they my n***as
And I'ma get wild
Boy you know they stay with it
[?]
But n***a that is 'til the end
We all about money my n***a ain't no new friends
Ain't no new friends
All about money my n***a ain't no new friends
[Verse 6: YNW Melly]
I got a baddie name Lauren
She ride with the brick in the foreign
Think we in Jurassic Park
The way that my engine be roarin'
If you ain't talkin' no money
Then shawty gon' say that you borin'
And the way I be gone 24/7
You think I'm tourin'
This lil' n***a rappin' so much
Someone please give him a Grammy
If that n***a doesn't have my money
Send some shots at his Mammy
Then send some shots at his family
All of my n***as bout action
I'm ridin' round with that Chiquita
I'm ridin' around with the ratchet

[Verse 7: JGreen]
You ain't talkin' no money
Well please change the subject
All my n***as stay clutchin'
So let me know if you want it
Ben Franklins in pockets
Know we in love with them hunnids
I ain't playin' with n***as
That n***a Cam get the drum in