[Producer tags]
Samwill, on the beat
You fuckin' wit' GRIEF?

[Chorus]
We get money cus' we can, all we do is win
Yeah I do, I don't want, but I want to
You is like a [?] can't do nothin' on your [?]
I try stepping with my brothers and my wrist is substitute
Everybody dranking shit, everybody is just my [?]
You can't tell me
You can't tell me nothin'
I ain't fuckin' goin' nowhere
(Ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh)

[Post Chorus]
Bitch

[Verse]
I got the money [?] switch (okay)
I got money as high as can get (okay)
Gettin' money I'm with the same ass clique
No bitch put your seatbelt on
Ain't nobody carry me
All these rappers are wary they're scary
Hop on the mic and they swear they're me
Ooh, bitch
I'm finna sip on this goop, bitch (okay)
My [?] ran outta drank, we in the drought
That bitch lick my dick I put it in her mouth
Got the drop on [?] boy now we know his whereabouts
We'll see if you get money
We'll see if you get money, yeah
We'll see if you get money, huh
See you later
[Chorus]
We get money cus' we can, all we do is win
Yeah I do, I don't want, but I want to
You is like a [?] can't do nothin' on your [?]
I try stepping with my brothers and my wrist is substitute
Everybody dranking shit, everybody is just my [?]
You can't tell me
You can't tell me nothin'
I ain't fuckin' goin' nowhere
(Ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh)