[Intro]
(Berto, how you got that?)
(Jugg ain't on the beat, it ain't no motherfuckin' hit)

[Chorus]
Say, I got plenty money on me (Plenty money on me, big money on me)
Told the bitch, "Don't worry 'bout what you don't see" (Bitch, don't worry what you don't see, just tell me what you want, uh)
Probably in the city tryna duck the police (Ayy, duck the police), you know them bitches want me (They want me)
Opps on this car, we gon' see (We gon' see), shootout, I pray it don't be (I pray it don't be)
Bitch, I get money like I'm Bunji, ayy, whip that shit up like you Tony V (Like you Tony V)
Moving Sunday to Sunday, ain't gotta get up, it's gon' come to me (Yeah, it's gon' come to me)

[Verse 1]
Know that cutter sound how thunder be (How thunder be, uh)
And to get to me, they gon' try to get everything up under me (Up under me)
Better stick together and have your shit together when you come for me (Yeah, when you come for me)
Late talks with the devil, told him I'm finna send some company (Send some company)
Bitch, I been grinding for forever, don't come telling what you done for me (Ayy, what you done for me)
No sense in trying to fuck her better, ain't no better when she done with me (Ayy, when she done with me)
Ayy, I'll shoot this bitch wherever, especially if I got my son with me (If I got my kid)
Not a dollar bill in sight, but best believe, bitch, it's a ton on me (They already know that shit)
Ain't no security, my gun on me
Bitch, I'm secured
Wasn't feeling good, but now I'm cured
But what's the cure? I'm sippin' syrup (I'm sippin' syrup)
Got n***as I'm trying to give the world (Give the world)
Got n***as doing time for being thorough (For being thorough)
Shit, it's hard times, if you got nine, that'll get you a dime of that girl (Get you a dime of that girl)
[Chorus]
Say, I got plenty money on me (Plenty money on me, big money on me)
Told the bitch, "Don't worry 'bout what you don't see" (Bitch, don't worry what you don't see, just tell me what you want, uh)
Probably in the city tryna duck the police (Ayy, duck the police), you know them bitches want me (They want me)
Opps on this car, we gon' see (We gon' see), shootout, I pray it don't be (I pray it don't be)
Bitch, I get money like I'm Bunji, ayy, whip that shit up like you Tony V (Like you Tony V)
Moving Sunday to Sunday, ain't gotta get up, it's gon' come to me (Yeah, it's gon' come to me)

[Verse 2]
Don't play no games when it come to beef 'cause that shit ain't no fun to me (That shit ain't no fun to me)
Go hard when it's only one of me, think it's smart, n***a, then come and see (Then come and see)
OG specialize in first degrees, no, he don't do no surgeries (Don't do no surgeries)
And my young n***a gon' sling some P's, no, he don't do no burglaries (He don't do no burglaries)
Send a message to them n***as then, why? 'Cause they ain't never heard of me (They ain't never heard, uh)
Bet they won't serve me, ran it up, bet she won't curve me now
I ain't give her much, still let her fuck, she ain't even deserve me now (Ain't even deserve me)
Rather play the cut, Quez got it tucked, he be ready to lay a n***a down (Ready to lay a n***a down)
N***as know that I don't give a damn (Damn)
Hope they know that I ain't here to spare 'em (No)
Run it up and spend it on the fam (Fam)
I be feeling like I'm Jimmy Jam (Jam)
No, I don't do shit for the 'Gram (Uh)
If it ain't music, cut the cam (Uh)
Been to L.A. more than the Rams (Rams)
Detectives asking 'bout some pounds (Pounds)
[Chorus]
Say, I got plenty money on me (Plenty money on me, big money on me)
Told the bitch, "Don't worry 'bout what you don't see" (Bitch, don't worry what you don't see, just tell me what you want, uh)
Probably in the city tryna duck the police (Ayy, duck the police), you know them bitches want me (They want me)
Opps on this car, we gon' see (We gon' see), shootout, I pray it don't be (I pray it don't be)
Bitch, I get money like I'm Bunji, ayy, whip that shit up like you Tony V (Like you Tony V)
Moving Sunday to Sunday, ain't gotta get up, it's gon' come to me (Yeah, it's gon' come to me)