(Hook x 2 )
Gotta stack of hundred dollar bills, flexin' on them haters
Gotta stack of hundred dollar bills, flexin' on them haters
Now I'm on my own, and I'm making moves
But I don't need your fucking help like I used to

(Verse 1)
Solid gold it's not mix, I got it all in myself
Narcotics up in my system, I praise god for my health
Eyes squint I'm not sleepin', I see fuckboys out creeping
I keep all my girls a secret but it's been a long damn weekend
These bitches keep calling my phone but I don't wanna talk
I keep it real
Smoking on that strong leaf, I got big breath of that (?)
Shawty just want you for cash, she ain't puttin' out
For me she bust it wide open, all up in her mouth

(Hook x 2)

(Verse 2)
Used to not get drunk, nada
Used to not smoke skunk, now I
Live all by myself, and I
Do whatever I want, gotta
Main chick in a house, side bitch that my main chick knows I fuck
You ain't living life like this, mane you ain't even close enough
Let's see my house filled with bitches, go around my neck that's good business
I told my homies come kick it cause my whole squad out here livin', we good
Make big plans to get bands, that's what I'm gon' do
Well things are different, I don't need you like I used to

Gotta stack of hundred dollar bills, flexin' on them haters
Flex flex flex
Gotta stack of hundred dollar bills, flexin' on them haters
Flex flex flex

(Hook x 2)