[Chorus: HNIC Pesh & Peezy]
Yeah, I just want the currency (Paper)
I'm tryna touch a M before them bitches bury me ('Fore I'm gone)
If it ain't 'bout no profit, that shit ain't concernin' me (Don't give a fuck)
All my n***as do whatever for that currency (Yeah) (Swear to God)
N***a, I just the currency (Let's get it, n***a) (The bag)
I'm tryna touch a M before them bitches bury me (Talk your shit) ([?] ticket)
If it ain't 'bout no profit, that shit ain't concernin' me (Ayy) (Nah)
All my n***as do whatever for that currency

[Verse 1: Peezy & HNIC Pesh]
Fifty thou' cash, man, that ain't nothin' (That ain't shit)
If you trappin' and you broke, we call it fake hustlin' (Fake hustlin')
N***as ain't got no pull, yeah, that's fake muscle (Fake n***a)
Better a n***a make the news if he take somethin' (Fah, fah)
Diamond links 'round my neck, left a bruise on it (Yeah)
In a bar blowin' stacks with the tool on me (Strapped up)
We got open invitations, n***a, who want it?
Ten n***as, ten a piece on it, that's a cool hundred (Hundred racks)
Blow a bag when I feel 'cause I've been grindin' ([?] talk)
Nickname "Mighty Fresh", bitch, I'm big timin' (Ha)
Ride shotgun with a n***a bitch drivin' (Yeah)
With the same niggfas who was 'round when I didn't have it (Ghetto Boy)
We could have a ball-off, bitch, what team you on? (Bitch, what team you on?)
How the fuck is you a boss and your people broke? (Dumb n***a)
[?] fourty hustler jeans with the Yeezys on (Ah)
You would see a fuckin' flyin' boat 'fore you see me broke (Ah, yeah, n***a)
[Chorus: HNIC Pesh & Babyface Ray]
Yeah, I just want the currency (Paper)
I'm tryna touch a M before them bitches bury me ('Fore I'm gone)
If it ain't 'bout no profit, that shit ain't concernin' me (Don't give a fuck)
All my n***as do whatever for that currency (Swear to God)
N***a, I just the currency (The bag)
I'm tryna touch a M before them bitches bury me (A mill' ticket)
If it ain't 'bout no profit, that shit ain't concernin' me (Nah)
All my n***as do whatever for that currency (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
That money took control of me (Yeah)
I'm turnt for [?], tell Rico I'm gettin' money like I'm supposed to be
Mob ties, real wize gang, ain't no approachin' me (Approachin' me, n***a)
Shit, I spent too much to ever tuck the piece (Never)
Off-White jeans, Off-White lows (Yeah)
Off-white uncut raw gettin' stepped on (Step on that shit)
At the bar with the owner, drinkin' XO
Run up on me thinkin' shit light and get flexed on (Flex)
Run through the bag, spent the profit on the next low
Lord willin' I be up a hundred by the next song (Asleep)
N***a, I done dogged some of the best hoes
Fuck 'em then I leave 'em, I'ma let y'all arrest hoes
That Hellcat come and wake up n***as' blocks (Ah)
That Draco spittin', open n***as' tops
I came a long way from one [?] out the spot
Now I can cop two hundred Gs and make a half a block, n***a
[Chorus: HNIC Pesh]
Yeah, I just want the currency (Paper)
I'm tryna touch a M before them bitches bury me ('Fore I'm gone)
If it ain't 'bout no profit, that shit ain't concernin' me (Don't give a fuck)
All my n***as do whatever for that currency (Swear to God)
N***a, I just the currency (The bag)
I'm tryna touch a M before them bitches bury me (A mill' ticket)
If it ain't 'bout no profit, that shit ain't concernin' me (Nah)
All my n***as do whatever for that currency