[Intro]
I get it, miss independent, hey
Said I get it, miss independent, hey (Mm-hmm)
Keep it litty, litty (Mm-hmm)
Keep it lit (Mm-hmm)
Keep it litty, litty (Mm-hmm)
Keep it lit

[Chorus]
I got more money, more problems
Now I know Mil, but I never met Rihanna
I keep poppin' my collar
I'm a young player that's about my dollars
Speakin' on me, I'm honored
'Cause I know these bitches run they mouths like water
Above these hoes and I'm honored
That I pull up in drop while you still in that Honda

[Verse 1]
It was me and Joey B, that's still my partner
Lil' Mar was there, now he in cell, the bro got lockеd out
I gave him bail, he went back thеre 'cause he's a hot one
I'm yellin' free my brother L, he just a mobster
I'm eatin' shrimp without the tail all in my pasta
King crab legs, never do the lobster
On my mama and my father
I'm a boss bitch, never been impostor
I came in game and changed the shit
I'm who I am, ain't fakin' shit
I'm a thug-ass bitch, armed, dangerous
I will up this pole, you not takin' shit
It's some hatin'-ass hoes that don't like me right now
But I don't care 'cause I'm a player
Tell 'em stand down, it'll be a man down
Guns everywhere up in the air
[Chorus]
I got more money, more problems
Now I know Mil, but I never met Rihanna
I keep poppin' my collar
I'm a young player that's about my dollars
Speakin' on me, I'm honored
'Cause I know these bitches run they mouths like water
Above these hoes and I'm honored
That I pull up in drop while you still in that Honda

[Verse 2]
Never tiptoe 'round shit, we just get straight to it
The influencer, I can't get influenced
A player-ass bitch, this is pimpin' music
A broke ho ain't shit, all these bitches losin'
I heard your music, it is not that movin'
I got back to it, now the spot back boomin'
I'm the coldest bitch with a flow the smoothest
Got some diamond teeth with the gold into it
Cannot stand me, ho
The real hot girl, they need to fan me, ho
Versace shoes is what I'm standin' on
We not that cool and my whole family knows
The trap gon' boom and that's just factual
I'm not gon' lose and I got stats to show
I am a mood, I do not ask these hoes
How to move, I'm just stackin' dough, facts, actual
[Chorus]
I got more money, more problems
Now I know Mil, but I never met Rihanna
I keep poppin' my collar
I'm a young player that's about my dollars
Speakin' on me, I'm honored
'Cause I know these bitches run they mouths like water
Above these hoes and I'm honored
That I pull up in drop while you still in that Honda