[Intro]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
N***a, I spent six figures just on lawyer fees
All I do is count cash, bitches be boring me
Hoes pull up, it's two for one just like it's Applebee's
I ain't have to trap, I used to scam, shit worked out for me
You rap 'bout being rich when you know it's fiction
My dog looked up to Robert Nixon, told him he was tripping
N***as tried to press and flashed a pistol, so we got to blitzing
​iPhone 6 do more tricks than a video vixen
Fucked a bitch who had no car, I told her time was ticking
I get out, put Rosie on that corner with that stick out
Talkin' to me left, bro shoot him dead in his dick house
I bought a new trench, apply G6, I think I'm whippеd now
How your rapper say they can't call no one in his cliquе now?
How I bought new Benzes? I got new switches for my FNs
Bro just hit a spike, his sales is up, that shit tremendous
I just left the range, my shit was singin' like Sean Mendez

[Verse 2: Baby Money]
A half a million in a small bag, I got the big head
Count it up wearin' Vlone, I got rich friends
A four of Wocky in a small Sprite, I need a kickstand
This rap shit don't work, I'ma turn into a hitman
These n***as talk 'bout big bags, but n***as ain't copping
How you arguin' on Instagram like n***as ain't dropping?
Started with scams and five racks and make fifty-eight thousand
A hundred round with ninety-nine, I call this chopper Jae Crowder
This rose gold, no copper, catch a load in an hour
My bitch kit look like mine and I just Rollied my mama
I drink Cris' for all the times I used to go to the fountain
I took trips for my stash, I had to go to the mountains
Twenty pints in the crib and I'm holdin' them hostage
Made so much money with the plug, that n***a told me I'm family
My first Presi', I held it in my hand like a Grammy
I just waited on my turn, now these n***as can't stand me
[Outro: Baby Money]
Easy Money