[Verse 1]
Ayo
Polly want a cracker?
Oh
Bet he go with the rapper
[?] with the tracker, racker
You better keep your fingers crossed
Don’t wanna end up like Bouziden
Just watch what toes you steppin’ on if they Louboutin
Just 'cause you pour shit on waffles, don’t make it syrup
Just 'cause you lotion that shit on your Daguerre
Don’t make it clearer, nearer
Nearer and nearer
Jamaican patty roller with Jashera
Always thought these Portuguese hoes was killa
I was taught to walk in these Brogues with mirrors
Postimees commanders in chief, cameraman reach
Flashing faminish to feast, they want the famine to cease, cheese
That’s why you froze up like a Sears portrait
You get your [?] appeal fuckin' with bro
That’s not the pills talking
Clothed in crime, smoke smell like Santería every time
Boy you don’t want no smoke, you wanna rhyme
Why you don’t want no motion on the ride?
(Ride ride ride ride)
If she wash the pussy with Florida water
This bougie dick might go on ya daughter
Por favor

[Chorus]
She told me meet me at the top
With all the players gettin' money
(Make money money, take money money money
Make money money, take money money money)
She said it’s easy at the top
All the prostitutes is cool and they’re abundant
(Make money money, take money money money
Make money money, take money money money)
She told me meet me at the top
With all the players gettin’ money
(Make money money, take money money money
Make money money, take money money money)
She said it’s easy at the top
All the prostitutes is cool and they abundant
(Make money money, take money money money
Make money money, take money money money)

[Verse 2]
Ayo
Cheese and bread
The fleece in the freezing rain with the seasoned edge
Chop a pussy hair and force link [?]
Innocence dies with E.M.S, perform Kidz Bop
Ain’t serious with n***as life, that’s why I wore the dreariest ting in sight
The grey costs four
That’s what the K in the car for
The MET car full, cassette lawnmower
The best I do, is make 'em recollect con-tours
Triangle offense
Some L7 n***as fraudulent
A square peg fit in a round orifice
Count Chocula, the Fruity Pebbles bound starfish
Look where Geppetto stickin’ that almond
You carbon based, get blazed with the carbon
The Vanden Plas win the car chase in the garden
Starvin’, catch a gem-in-the-eye
Desire [?], hope you brought your regular crocs
We dishwash
We don’t pimp thots
We shoot the flintlocks, pish posh
We don’t get got, we do the get not