[Intro]
Money on me, hunnid on me (Hunnid)
Money on me, (Hunnid, hunnid)
Money on me, (Ayy)
Hunnid on me (Hunnid, hunnid)
(Woah, ayy, brrp, brrp, brrp, skrrt)

[Chorus]
Money on me, hunnid on me
Bro gon' catch a body, then he flee the scene
I still put the G-Star on my jeans
She ask me if I love her, only in her dreams
Keep my stick on me, make you bleed
Would have never shot you if you let me be
Young Rich N***a, that's a guarantee
I be with them killers like Jeffrey

[Verse 1]
No Dahmer, I'm a problem
You a goon cool, I got goblins
Fuck with me, make you lеak like a faucet
Mix the liquor up, skrt, now I'm nausеous
I don't sip the lean, used to love codeine cause I love to dream
Now mix Henny with the Rémy, cause I love to drink
And I don't love to think
Feel like I'm finna puke
Can't do it on the mink, me
Money on the way, what is the, hold up, hold up
I can't drive, still hit a donut
Nineteen, multi-millionaire (Hahaha)
Ain't no lookin' back, all that broke shit dead
[Chorus]
Money on me, hunnid on me
Bro gon' catch a body, then he flee the scene
I still put the G-Star on my jeans
She ask me if I love her, only in her dreams
Keep my stick on me, make you bleed
Would have never shot you if you let me be
Young Rich N***a, that's a guarantee
I be with them killers like Jeffrey

[Verse 2]
I get drunk and act a fool
If you want a altercation, put you on the news
With the channel crew
They know I be makin' moves
W Gang, I can't ever lose, like your boyfriend
I can never be a fool, like your boyfriend
He a bitch, n***a I went to school with your boyfriend
Real as hell, I came from my move like your boyfriend
Next thing you know, she want me to be her boyfriend
That's how that shit go, she do coke, I gotta make it snow
Pull up with the pole, like who want smoke
L-O-L to the bank, richer than a joke

[Chorus]
Money on me, hunnid on me
Bro gon' catch a body, then he flee the scene
I still put the G-Star on my jeans
She ask me if I love her, only in her dreams
Keep my stick on me, make you bleed
Would have never shot you if you let me be
Young Rich N***a, that's a guarantee
I be with them killers like Jeffrey
[Verse 3]
I see faces when I'm tweakin' off the shrooms
Real n***a, I just walked in the room
Freestyling, I ain't got to write for you
She gon' do the coke, she gon' snort the white for you
Run up, you gon' die, yes, I got my nine on me
Don't fuck with no haters, don't fuck with fake homies
Do this by my lonely, run up then it's over
We march on yo' body, I feel like a soldier
I just popped the Molly, now I'm as high as ayatollah
I feel like Drake or somethin', it ain't over till it's over
I don't need a driver, bitch, I need a chauffeur
I'm a survivor, can't-
Free my n***as, they was locked up in the [?]
I don't do coke, I don't even do Coca-Cola
I show up just to show out, balling like a blow-out
You think that I'm lacking, bitch? Yes, I got the pole out
I'ma lose control now, I could take your [?] out
I obtained the perc like I need, yuh ey
You get smoked like some [?]
Really? You don't fuck with me
Run up on me, we gon' make you bleed
Tell 'em "Rest in Peace"
Uh ay, I ain't worried 'bout my enemies
They know I got the inner-peace
N***as really trying trouble me
Yeah yeah, ay ay
Balling like a triple double till I'm out of trouble
N***as thinking that they balling till I catch 'em double
N***as want the trouble, shit, we singing it on the double
My shroom bombs, I ain't talking truffles
Make 'em dance, .40 make him cupid shuffle, bombing on my pants
Boy these bitches costs a duffle, run up, you get trapped
[Chorus]
They don't want smoke
That's your girl, was she just the average hoe?
Yeah, I fucked her, but she kept it on the low

[Verse 4]
Nobody gonna know
If I catch 'em, I'ma catch 'em, I'ma blow
.40 give 'em a kiss, mistletoe
N***as they be acting like some hoes
I be balling now just like a pro, pro
I'ma fuck that bitch on the low
Pull up on the scene, .40 make 'em bleed
Feel like Freddy Krueger, how I'm up in your dreams
Yeah, I keep a Ruger, you ain't fuckin' with me
Shorty want to kick it, this is not a soccer team
Got away with worse, I feel like I'm (?)-tes
She gon' do it all, she gon' hold the Glock for me
If I'm in the way then she gon' get shot for me
Ay ay, but I still got the Glock on me
And that shit a guarantee
Leave you like a period, I make a n***a bleed
Fuck her then I leave, I'ma skit then [?]
I've been drinking too much Hennessy, I'm up in the cloud
That lil' bitch, she funny, tryna smoke on my loud
If you run up on me, we gon' shut that shit down
I feel like a king, lil' bitch, I need me a crown
I'ma do my thing, I got money now
I been doing my things since I got money now
N***as hating, I keep it 100 now
I don't walk the shit, lil' bitch, I run it now
Balling like the OKC Thunder rounds
Shittin' on my ex, you need a plunger now
Run out with that .40, I'ma gun you down
I'ma gun you down, I don't got no time but I got a Rollie
Say she "wanna ball", bitch, you need a trophie
They be blocking, them n***as like goalies
Fucking on that bitch, only 'cuz I'm rich
Pull up on the scene, .40 with a stick
Pull out with that stick, fuck n***a get hit
Pop him like a ZIT, now you don't exist
R. Kelly, Rest in Piss, hah
Ball so hard, need a trophie
Tryna block me, like a goalie
I've been going hard and you know it
You've been stressed out, why you here goat-[?]
50K ON GOATES
Every n***a thinking that they know me
He say he a "real n***a", I told him "show me"
I'm fucked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don't think 'bout her
Beat the pussy up, Ooh, you can hear it purr
I'ma shoot him up, Ooh, feel like Larry Bird
I don't dwell in the past, I don't live in a past life
Only thing I want is the cash, only thing I want is the cash right
That's a white lie
I want love, I want drugs, I want love
That's a white lie
I want love, I want drugs, I want love
Think I found the love of my life, I'm scared
What if I wake up and she's not there?

[Chorus]
What if I love her and she won't care?
I'm too, too, scared
Results may vary
I feel like Mariah but I can't carry

[Verse 5]
And I'm on fire, I'm on fire
I always use a rubber, bitch, I need the tire
This shit outta date, bitch, you expired
I've been feeling lost, so I'm getting higher
Girl, you inspire my attire
She think that I'm worried 'bout the past, right?
I don't really think 'bout the past life, yeah, that's right
That's right, I don't really think 'bout the past, right
I don't really think about the past

[Chorus]
I'm too busy worrying 'bout the cash
Let them do the dash, baby I made you smash

[Verse 6]
Pull up in the jet, shoot it up then laugh
You can feel my wrath
Found it on some grass
You don't got these on, smokin' on this gas
I got them trees on, that's what you need
I don't move sevens, bitch I move peace
I was in the room, on the shrooms, all alone
When I thought about you, I got confused
What do I do, without you?
Since you left, I've been a fool, I've been a mess, super stressed
I can get you super wet, super sex
Pull with the su', protect lay and rip
I don't give a fuck, at all this-
Pull up on the scene, like a period
I can make you bleed, n***a point blank period
You can't fuck with me, huh
I ain't a pyramid, no controlling me, yeah
They tell me that I sold my soul, n***a, I know
But I'm rich, let's go
Pull up on the scene 4-o, make n***a change up like clothes
Get exposed, gun on my hip, bitch, no reload
I make him [?], bitch, that's on gang
She walked in to me passed out on the floor
Took a little perc, little xan, little more
Balling so hard, no Okla-Four
I've been going hard, [?] floor
Yeah, pull up on the scene, .40 with a beam, try me if you want
Bitch, we got it, run up I'm poppin'
I just took my girl shopping
Ey, you running away, I'm running out of options
Fly like a cockpit, I'm fly autopilot
Gun like a librarian, that bitch came with the silence
You know we've been shooting shit up, we use violence

[Chorus]
Hit my phone, that bitch hit my phone
Leave me alone, I bought my VLone, which one?
Ring ring, bitches calling on my phone

[Verse 7]
I've been doing my own thing and they won't leave me alone
I got money now, so they owe me now
Got Givenchy now, I remember Abercrombie
Just spent 25k on (?), yeah
Uh, yeah yeah
I remember Abercrombie, I just spent 25k on (?)
I just took a xannie, now I'm feeling like a zombie
I'ma mix the pills with the liquor, maybe it will make a clear picture
I ain't really fucking with these niggers
I'm too busy loading up the trigger
She gon' hop on my dick like Tiger
Keep the Tommy in the Tommy, Hillfigers
Go figure, she gon' pose, she a hoe in the picture
Get exposed like a hoe in the picture, yeh
Load it up then I let it go
I don't trust these n***as like I'm metro