[Chorus]
I got that drug money (drug money), I got that bad bitch stripper money (got that bad bitch stripper money)
Escobar money (fuck), I got that Chapo money, Escobar money (ha)
Some of my n***as go do a drill for me’, do a drill for me (yeah)
If I get locked up catch a kill for me’, do some pills for me (yeah, ha)
What you talking bout we only got real money (yeah)
I got fly to the L.A., little hills money (huh, yeah)
I got pillsbury dough boy money (pillsbury dough boy, ha)
Put the drugs in traffic for me, huh (ha)

[Verse:1]
N***a don’t want no static with me (fah)
And my fucking patek one-fifty (fah)
Yeah, and my gang! cause madness with me yeah
Bitch say she wanna thug in traffic with me (brr)
N***a know, I got my ratchet with me (got my ratchet with me n***a)
[?] dying in this hoe, [?] dying in this hoe (yeah if they got the low)
Fucking kill this hoe, pull a knife out hoe (yeah), tell the pigs free so (sosa)
My n***a got that coat though (coat though)
Slang dope, slang sticks, (slang)
Swang the door open in this bitch n***a
We confiscated his stick, n***a he a bitch, think it’s time to send a blitz (uh, huh)
My n***a fresh out here don’t give a fuck about a fit, cause he want him a blick (huh, yeah)
His bitch eyes on me when I walk in this bitch cause she know that I’m lit (i’m lit)
Hang around felons and crash artists (yeah, crash artists)
Yeah, dude got a stick on him up in the party (stick up on him)
He just want some bodies, he just want some bodies (he just wants some bodies)
It’s gon be a hundred, it’s gon be a hundred (he just want some hats)
I keep killers around me, I keep killers round (killers round me)
And they fucking slimey, and they fucking slimey (they fucking slimey)
Yeah, we grew up eating ramen, eating ramen
I’m japanese bitch, and the hellcat whinin’, hellcat whinin’ (wooh)
Shit that fuck exotic, and the ice exotic, and my wrist exotic (wooh)
In my n***as gotta get my chain exotic and my diamonds shining (wooh)
Drug dealers around me and the murders around me and they outta body (they outta body)
I grew up in the blue n***a where you know it’s slimey (you know it’s slimey)
I grew up around some boys that be sliding in the fucking house (in the fucking house)
I know some real n***as that’ll get it out you cause they want some money (cause they want some money)
I think these drugs fucking up my stomach lining (yeah, huh)
I know you n***as keep drugs with you, when you n***as slidin’ (n***as slidin’)
Tell them fucking pussy n***as we ain’t ever hiding (we ain’t ever hiding)
(Aye man)
[Chorus]
I got that drug money (drug money), I got that bad bitch stripper money (got that bad bitch stripper money)
Escobar money (fuck), I got that choppa money, Escobar money (ha)
Some of my n***as go do a drill for me’, do a drill for me (yeah)
If I get locked up catch a kill for me’, do some pills for me (yeah, ha)
What you talking bout we only got real money (yeah)
I got fly to the L.A., little hills money (huh, yeah)
I got pillsbury dough boy money (pillsbury dough boy, ha)