[Hook]
I know n***as with bids
Giving shoes to the kids
I be frequent at Fifs
Shoot you right in yo’ lip
Got no thigh pads them hundreds
They look like some hips
Got some NBA players I'm serving them zips
When she walk in she giving me brain out the whip
Got a chocolate bitch she look like Nesquik
For them blue hundreds n***as be desperate
I catch me a rate out of Oakland and booking narcotics
I feel like young [?] I’m tatting my body
Exotic smoke got the car that I’m in foggy
I re-up in Mountains, the terrain ain't rocky
Yo trap ain't got work
So you n***as is jealousy
M’s in the future I feel like a Prophet
I keep me a rocket ain't talking bout Johnny


[Verse 1:Money Man]
I'm somethin’ like Clyde I just need me a Bonnie
Five years ago used to trap out a Hyundai
Went up to Starbucks and got me a Latte
Used to get mid then my plug was an Esé
Dropped out of college ain't writing no essay
But I go mail out a pack n***a next day
Save the environment I bought a Tesla
You gotta charge the shit this car electric
Pour out the pint im not even gone measure
Look like my flock I’m one hell of a shepherd
She tryna come give me sexual services
After we fuck we gon' get some nourishment
I give thes young n***a words of encouragement
I take them buds off them plants and I'm serving em
N***as they jealous my success is hurting em
I take her clothes off and I get to working her
Pull up to traps and we hop out convertibles
She give me face and that shit was phenomenal
Five different color Balenci's they tropical
Me cross my homeboys but that is impossible
Shape shift the Lamb its gone transform
Hit the dealership and I paid cash for 'em
Old school I digi the dashboard
Ima give you these bullets If you ask for 'em
Lil mama with me she lookin' like Cuban Doll
Feelin like Steve Urkel Louie V overalls
Thousand P's sat on the back of a pickup truck
Catch a play then call my BM to pick me up

[Hook]
I know n***as with bids
Giving shoes to the kids
I be frequent at Fifs
Shoot you right in yo’ lip
Got no thigh pads them hundreds
They look like some hips
Got some NBA players I'm serving them zips
When she walk in she giving me brain out the whip
Got a chocolate bitch she look like Nesquik
For them blue hundreds n***as be desperate
I catch me a rate out of Oakland and booking narcotics
I feel like young [?] I’m tatting my body
Exotic smoke got the car that I’m in foggy
I re-up in Mountains, the terrain ain't rocky
Yo trap ain't got work
So you n***as is jealousy
M’s in the future I feel like a Prophet
I keep me a rocket ain't talking bout Johnny