[Hook]
Ooh-la-la, my moolah got me smokin' on that new la-la
I piff too much and get too high
Now, this weed don't do nada
Money makes this world go round
Man, I wish I wasn't down
But I like cute things
That ish is euros, yens, and pounds
When I come through with the team
All I wanna see is green
Huntin' stacks is so routine
It got me feelin' cheap
I'm just tryna raise the roof
Come peel me off the ceiling
All I ever wanted was healing and easy listenin'

[Verse 1]
Hippie hood-rat, product of my environment
If money grows on trees, then let me be a forest nymph
N***as lookin' at me must be thinking I'm n***a rich
I'm sweet and salty, my whole lifestyle is just liquorice
I'm a illa, I'm a sneak disser killer
Hoe, please know I'm all about my cheese – quesadilla
Fam ain't got no scrilla, so I'm out here like a dealer
With a one track mind, and you know I'm not a quitter
[Hook]
Ooh-la-la, my moolah got me smokin' on that new la-la
I piff too much and get too high
Now, this weed don't do nada
Money makes this world go round
Man, I wish I wasn't down
But I like cute things
That ish is euros, yens, and pounds
When I come through with the team
All I wanna see is green
Huntin' stacks is so routine
It got me feelin' cheap
I'm just tryna raise the roof
Come peel me off the ceiling
All I ever wanted was healing and easy listenin'

[Verse 2]
I'm on my Oli Twist, may I please have some more?
My mind stays up in the sky, call it cloud storage
Goons focused on they come-ups, but the shit don't sum up
The roof I be raising in my house, sundown to sunup
My weed dank and my weave long
And I'm all day on that Cheech and Chong
These fashion belts got you livin' wrong
These n***as ain't paying they child support
They rather have money than water
Low fat, can't believe I'm so butter
I get it from my mother
I get that shit and I share with my brothers
[Hook]
Ooh-la-la, my moolah got me smokin' on that new-la-la
I piff too much and get too high
Now, this weed don't do nada
Money makes this world go round
Man, I wish I wasn't down
But I like cute things
That ish is euros, yens, and pounds
When I come through with the team
All I wanna see is green
Huntin' stacks is so routine
It got me feelin' cheap
I'm just tryna raise the roof
Come peel me off the ceiling
All I ever wanted was healing and easy listenin'

[Verse 3]
I'm halfway up that hill
Rollin' out of the projects
Falling out like Jack and Jill
But no pail of water
Just a stack full of them bills
They love me 'cause I'm a weird n***a
But I don't wanna feel
Like reinventing that wheel
Of fortune, I'm off it
I'm flawed but I'm flawless
Just tryna keep my promise
To stay bein' the strongest
There's [?] low in that field
I just wanna feel real
[Hook]
Ooh-la-la, my moolah got me smokin' on that new-la-la
I piff too much and get too high
Now, this weed don't do nada
Money makes this world go round
Man, I wish I wasn't down
But I like cute things
That ish is euros, yens, and pounds
When I come through with the team
All I wanna see is green
Huntin' stacks is so routine
It got me feelin' cheap
I'm just tryna raise the roof
Come peel me off the ceiling
All I ever wanted was healing and easy listenin'