[Intro]
(HearMac)

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & NLE Choppa]
$100,000 on a chain (On a chain)
$30,000 on a ring (On a ring)
Crocodile workin' for the mains (For the mains)
All of my shooters got aim

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
They got aim, when we shoot, we be scopin’ (Brrt-Brrt)
Went on that mission, told my shooters get in motion
They think that I'm a witch, I'm sippin’ on this potion
My diamonds aquafina, lookin' like a ocean (Ayy)
Used to get broke, now a n***a get paid
I was just workin' on minimum wage
Now I'm walkin' the mall, I get everything
You know that I'm rich, keep a lick on my chain
I was walkin' to school, now I want me a car
Diamonds drippin' on the Audemars
These n***as, they want them all the girl
Cause Choppa livin' like a rockstar
Ayy, bitch, I spend

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & NLE Choppa]
$100,000 on a chain
$30,000 on a ring (On a ring)
Crocodile workin' for the mains (For the mains)
All of my shooters got aim
$100,000 on a chain (On a chain)
$30,000 on a ring (On a ring)
Crocodile workin' for the mains (For thе mains)
All of my shooters got aim
[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
You thought it was finished? you thought it was done?
My n***as, thеy shooters, it came with a drum
And bitch, I'm a don, I want me a son
Don't care about your hood, is fuck where you from (Ayy-ayy)
You pay for a show, and the money I made, I put it on the opp's head
All the dirt that I did, I'm askin' the Lord, how the fuck I ain't dead?
You know that I'm creepin', I shoot till it's empty, I wanna see a lot of red
I caught that boy slippin', I handle my business, I tried to knock off his dreads
Investigate me by the crime, n***a, I don't know what I said
Cause I don't talk to the feds, I'm tryna send him to the meds (Yeah-yeah, ayy-ayy)

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & NLE Choppa]
$100,000 on a chain ($100,000 on a chain)
$30,000 on a ring ($30,000 on a ring)
Crocodile workin' for the mains (For the mains)
All of my shooters got aim (Brrt, they got the aim)
$100,000 on a chain (For a chain)
$30,000 on a ring (On a ring)
Crocodile workin' for the mains (For the mains)
All of my shooters got aim (Hrrt-hrrt)

[Verse 3: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Yeah, they might go and let it fly
750 for the ride
And you n***as talkin' rah-rah
Like, oh my God, like, oh my God
They love my fly, I'm a rockstar