[Intro]
Yeah, Sosa baby
Yeah, GBE baby
You know, you not supposed to say yeah to everything
Cap
Y'know what I'm sayin'
There's a lotta' shit
Yeah
Ayy, turn the music up for me Chris
(When I say yeah) I really mean yeah
I ain't fuckin' around when I say yeah
Sit Gang baby
Get It Gang baby
Designer Gang baby
Sosa on the beat

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do I get money? Yeah
Do I fuck thotties? Yeah
Do I count money? Yeah
Do I fuck thotties? Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do I drive cars? Yeah
Got clothes? Yeah
Got guap? Yeah
Got Rolls? Yeah
[Verse 1]
Is he a bitch n***a? Yeah
I'm a rich n***a, yeah
I'ma get with you, yeah
Split a clip with you, yeah
I got Louis Vuitton, yeah
I got Gucci on, yeah
Stop watching Chief So and cut a movie on, damn
Uppercut, hook, left, right
You ain't wrong, that's right
You got chess right?
Choppa beat you chest tight
You could see, right?
You could bleed, right?
You think you cold
I catch you, choppa make you bleed ice

[Bridge]
You think you got waves
'Til I surf on 'em
Police pulled me over and I burped on 'em
I heard he like toys, throw that Nerf on 'em
Walked up on his block and took his turf from him

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do I get money? Yeah
Do I fuck thotties? Yeah
Do I count money? Yeah
Do I fuck thotties? Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do I drive cars? Yeah
Got clothes? Yeah
Got guap? Yeah
Got Rolls? Yeah
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I got drank and I got loud (I got loud)
Yeah I tote my Glock and I lay it down (I lay it down)
Yeah I paint pictures, make me spray you down (Spray ya down)
Knock that tongue out you, let you make a sound (Let you make a sound)
They lazy, I feel sorry for them n***as (Sorry for them n***as)
I just went and got a rocket for them n***as (Got a rocket for them n***as)
300 that's a lobby full of n***as (Lobby full of n***as)
And y'all a bunch of sloppy little n***as (Sloppy little n***as)

[Bridge]
Yeah I got pills
Yeah I got cash
Yeah I got swag
Richest from the racks
You know I got racks
It is in my pants
Scratch you off the list
You was in my top ten

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do I get money? Yeah
Do I fuck thotties? Yeah
Do I count money? Yeah
Do I fuck thotties? Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do I drive cars? Yeah
Got clothes? Yeah
Got guap? Yeah
Got Rolls? Yeah