[Chorus: Travis Porter]
I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough 'til there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough 'til ya bank don't fold
I'mma show you what a n***a showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Uh, feeling so good, all the way out the hood, now I gotta view that can see the whole city
Swear momma raised her a real go-getter, yeah
It'll be okay, tell 'em that I'm so LA
West up, shoe box money in the dresser
Yeah, that's what a G showed me
I know you can smell the OG on me
And shawty tryna get another drink on me
Ain't a thing in the world for free baby

[Chorus: Travis Porter]
I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough 'til there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough 'til ya bank don't fold
I'mma show you what a n***a showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Just tryna have a fun time, middle finger up to the one time
Fist to my n***as on the front line, shades out, we gon' shine
Yeah, see us, just ball in my sneakers
They ain't getting money like a pre-nun, see it going around, tea cups
G thing
Travie got her in her G-string
And I could make her sing like T-Pain
Let me give you the game now

[Chorus: Travis Porter]
I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough 'til there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough 'til ya bank don't fold
I'mma show you what a n***a showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: Kid Ink]
Live by the G code, on another level get a cheat code
Keep it 100, C note, party everywhere that we go
Oh uh alright, Bat Gang, up all night
Night night night, see, everything ain't what it seem, but
[Chorus: Travis Porter]
I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough 'til there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough 'til ya bank don't fold
I'mma show you what a n***a showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah