[Chorus]
Let's go, this that shit you get that money to (You did good, $lick)
Yeah, yeah, aight, yeah (It's a Smash)
This that shit you get that money to
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Told that bitch I don't need her
Ho wanna talk about feelings, well, I'm feeling myself, yeah
Terrorist up in the SRT, I'm giving them hell, yeah
I been codeine crazy, splitting Xans with hoes, yeah
It's been fuck you, pay me, even my manners gone, oh

[Post-Chorus]
This that shit you get that money to, yeah
This that shit you get that money to, yeah
This that shit you get that money to, aight
This that shit you get that money to, yeah

[Verse]
Chrome hеarts for the stigma, I taper the rick up, yеah
Ruger up in my hoodie, Balenci' won't zip up, yeah
Repping that double-R C, Russian roulette click, yeah
Hiding her face from the camera, been fucking her lips up, yeah
SVJ or Wraith, I wake up and pick one
Bad bitch, white owl grape, I wake up and split one
Gassin' up the gang, get up and go get some
Put a average on my side, she turn to a ten, huh? Ayy
Nothing to get my racks up, they looking for backup, yeah
Walls looking like some dirty teeth, they gettin' all plaqued up, yeah
TRX 4x4 sittin' up like a Mack truck
They know I'm a killer, it's cool, I don't have to act tough
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, aight
If money the root of all evil, might as well call me a demon
This ho gotta pay me to fuck, future millionaires in my semen
Eight figures for the swag, closet-looking like Neiman's
Fuck 'em, I'm settin' a boundary, still got a chip on my shoulder
I see that he barely breathing, I still gotta fuck him over
Gronk spiking my soda, in the field with the crash outs
3s hanging like a floater, yeah, I can show you how to cash out
Pretty bitch with a bad mouth, they ain't haters, they parasites
Turn his life to a memory, couldn't even fill up a megabyte
Thick bitch with some coochie cutters, dick get hard from the cellulite
Plenty days I been wrong, but every day my money right
[Chorus]
This that shit you get that money to
Yeah, yeah, aight, yeah
This that shit you get that money to
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Told that bitch I don't need her
Ho wanna talk about feelings, well, I'm feeling myself, yeah
Terrorist up in the SRT, I'm giving them hell, yeah
I been codeine crazy, splitting Xans with hoes, yeah
It's been fuck you, pay me, even my manners gone, oh
Even my manners gone
Even my manners gone

[Post-Chorus]
This that shit you get that money to, yeah
This that shit you get that money to, yeah
This that shit you get that money to, aight
This that shit you get that money to, yeah