(Prod. By Metro Boomin)

(Hook x10)
I make a lotta money

(Bridge)
I make a whole lotta money
I blow a whole lotta paper
We fit each otha right like a blazer

(Verse)
We argue, we fight, and we fuss
And we fuck and we mugging each otha 
I eat it, I lick it! I treat it, I don't want to leave it defeated
Come on and fuck on me
Run from me, book on me, yeah
Put luck on me, pull up on me
Feel ups on me, suck gifts on me
Fuck is you hatin' for?
I am so different, come have a tour
I caught him disturbing the peace
And I left him extinct like a dinosaur
Drowning in mud like a motherfucking rhinoceros
I didn't think that she was a freak but she kind of was
Yeah she was a freaky lil bitch
I didn't get a chance to even eat that lil bitch
Do you mind if I creep that lil bitch
I'm gone, when I fuck a bitch, I'm straight out of the trenches
Do you mind if I need that lil  bitch?
Do you mind if I feed her to the click?
If you mind I don't eva want to be rich
And I'ma rip that money up wit my clique like a pick, yeah

(Bridge)

(Hook x10)

(Verse 2)
Racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks
Hit it from the back and I can't see nothing like a cataract
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Standing back, looking like I'm bamming it
Smoking packs lookin' at yo runnin' mouth
I'm admiring, looking at your humble ass
Come in, baby, that's my mama, baby
My heart racing and I'm so impatient
Come at you and let me speed race it
Cook that dope up, but no Easy Baker
Aye, I swear to God I won't live for facts biddie cakin'
I was too busy buying acres
That's my bitch, nigga that's my bitch
She can neva come fuck you if she's my bitch
Old VVS' I go Mitch
And I swear you gon' get hit if it's a hit
Bitch I've been the boss of eva since
All my fucking cups dirty like a dick
I'm in beast mode like Marshawn Lynch
And if it don't make dollas then it don't make sense
But me? I swear

(Hook x10)

(Bridge)