[Chorus]
Bitch, we can catch a vibe
We can ride and get high (What we got, Lil Ron?)
Put your mans in the sky
I can't tell you why I love gettin' money
It's just somethin' 'bout them fifties, somethin' 'bout them hundreds

[Post-Chorus]
She whispered in my ear, she wanna show me somethin'
Lookin' at me up and down, yeah, I know she on it
I just got a brand new chain, look, bro, this bitch busting
Had a half a thing of fetty, sold it to my cousin

[Verse 1]
She made the dick disappear on some hocus-pocus
Had to leave them hoes alone, I just had to focus
If that n***a loud, most likely he the brokеst
Listen, ho, I'm international, bitch, I ain't local
My bags go across the world, yеah, it's global
Codeine in the soda, you can smell the heroin on me
Don't wait to show you love me, it's a line around the corner
These the strong ones, these the kind from 'cross the border

[Chorus]
Bitch, we can catch a vibe
We can ride and get high
Put your mans in the sky
I can't tell you why I love gettin' money
It's just somethin' 'bout them fifties, somethin' 'bout them hundreds
[Verse 2]
We turn up in the club, standin' on the couches
Smokin' out the body bag, we ain't smokin' ounces
I done seen a rich white n***a snort a mountain
All this drip on my body runnin' like a fountain
N***as love to talk behind your back, but smile when they see you
This shit fucked up in the streets 'cause it be your people
I just fucked this married-ass bitch, want to keep a secret
Yesterday, I sold some bath salt, he ain't even peep it
I don't want that pum-pum you got, baby, you can keep it
Most these hoes out here sneaky
Most these n***as, in real life, they leaking
Baby, can we talk about business over beaches, sippin' on tequila?
She don't need no n***a, I don't need no n***a neither
Crazy how I'm wearing Christian, but I'm ridin' with the reaper
I can go and get the 'bows myself and it's gon' be cheaper
We can go to Cancún, yeah, tonight and stay the whole weekend
If you post pictures, crop me out, hoes be in my business
They ain't gotta issue no alert when me and you go missing

[Chorus]
Bitch, we can catch a vibe
We can ride and get high
Put your mans in the sky
I can't tell you why I love gettin' money
It's just somethin' 'bout them fifties, somethin' 'bout them hundreds
[Post-Chorus]
She whispered in my ear, she wanna show me somethin'
Lookin' at me up and down, yeah, I know she on it
I just got a brand new chain, look, bro, this bitch busting
Had a half a thing of fetty, sold it to my cousin