The money callin’ so I win and got it  x 3 
On the jillin part, I’m runnin’ of the profit 
On the chain but I ain’t got it crock it 
All these guts yo, but nigga need to stopin’
Know the wippis forn and my bitch inside it 
It’s trippin’ and you tricking if you got it
This paper watch it, tell  ‘em pick a parter 
Yeah a hundred plus, come and get a soaky 
Money cause so I win and got it 
I will win this cheaper and I ain’t gotta card it x 2 
Know the wip is form and my bitch desire 
Better a hundred plus, come and get the sacky 
The money callin’ when they gotta beat 
Prof ain’t never was an option 
On the juga time ain’t never was a profit 
Never buy a shit, I pay it from my pocket 
Like I do with showty, catch your body
Call my loyal, he gonna trap it like a bad habit
Dollars on tap on my fuckin’ foer 
Got the money for the shit 
I’mma cash out ‘em 
Nigga snick, dies on ‘em and I just laugh at ‘em 
Boy I’m done number like I’m math addict 
Better see the car, I’mma give the nigga SPR like is an addict 
They know he a star, all these rappers playin’, done on VCR 
That’s a gamble rolling down, beat it all 
That’s the only way, you gotta grab it back and will stay better 
Hated by many man, surrounding by many how make a million off 
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There’s snake in my face, my bitch is Dominican and Brazilian 
Fuck her, I feel the ham 
It’s the way you cannot see the guts all alive, 
I’m killing the numbers 
My Benjamin’s, been a thousand in this year 
Now chasing bout the enemies 

(Hook)
So money callin’ so I win and got it 
On the jillin thun, I’ve gonna get the profit 
And I will win the chain 
But I ain’t got to crock it on this plug 
So niggas need to stop here 
You know the wipes are formed and the bitches silent 
This trippin’ and they trick it if you got it 
It’s paper watchin’, tell ‘em pick a pocket 
Let a hundred plus and come here beat the soaky 
So money callin’ so I win and got it 
I will win the chain but I ain’t gotta crack it x 2 
Know the wipes form and my bitch addict 
Got a hundred plus, come and get on sack it 

(Verse)
Money callin’ so when they got it, I’ve been boomin’ nigga seelin’ all credits 
I’mma trap it, trap like like I gotta have it 
I trap that bitch like a bad habbit 
Turn that hundred dollars to a new appall
Turn that new appall to a brand new force 
 Told my baby mamma I was out here turn 
Selling bricks and I was gettin’ more 
I was sellin’ pounds and I was heavy ball 
Find a hundred bottles and I will pop it more 
I got a hundred price and now the bitches gone 
 Hit the bootty clap and gotta order one 
Got a hundred plus, nigga pick a side kick 
 Gotta bunchin’ money, told ‘em pick a pocket
Gota a bunch guns, nigga shut now, rock it 
Cuz I’m a God nigga, better do analogy
 Treat me like I never had nothing 
Turn that nothing to a bunch of somethin’
Trap buck it, have the way you wanted 
Ball number had that 2 fifty 
Farrell how they go all sixty 
But let’s see all and there was seven hundred 
Phone ringing, nigga that’s the money 
 
(Hook)