[Intro]
Yeah, talk your shit

[Hook]
I know counting money feel better than an orgasm
Latest technology, that OLED plasma
I got one policy, just never kill a n***a vibe
New foreign outside
Hate on me and you get maxed out, maxed out
Bitch I'm balling, Jerry Stackhouse
Shmop house, Shmop house
Pop out, pop out

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Left wrist Rolex, my Moncler coat check
Young Su fell off
Bounce back, no sweat
All these n***as ball, is where the fuck the coach at
Authentic flavor, no they can't coach that
Flying cross country and I got that pack on me
He say he my brother, but he turn his back on me
In the studio with more than 50 racks on me
I keep 5 chains on me 'cause my neck was gettin' lonely
Hit the stage it's pandemonium, the fans scream for me
I'mma jump inside the audience, every song a body
They ain't know the life we living, taking hundreds from my [?]
Hop inside that wraith and get the fuck about my feelings
Willy nilly, independent, press a button lose the ceiling
I know n***as ain't enough for me and in time it will reveal it
[Pre-Hook]
But it's left wrist Rolex, my Moncler coat check
Hop out, so fresh
I feel so blessed

[Hook]
I know counting money feel better than an orgasm
Latest technology, that OLED plasma
I got one policy, just never kill a n***a vibe
New foreign outside
Play with me and you get maxed out, maxed out
Bitch I'm balling, Jerry Stackhouse
Shmop house, Shmop house
Pop out, pop out