Yeah, fuck me on that money, bitch (the biggest in it)
Bitch, fuck me on that money (in Killadelphia with real killers, man)
Bitch, fuck me on that money, all hundreds (floor)
Fuck me on that money, fuck me on that money (thank you, Timmy boy)
Stop playin' with you, come on
Uh, fuck me on that money
Told the bitch to drop it low and shake that ass
And do it slow and fuck me on that money
Fuck me on that money
Pullin' up brand new machine, so fresh, so clean, feel like a pimp
Bitch, where the fuck my money?
Fuck me on that money
For that munyun get you done, yeah, for a Funyun
I got racks, can kill the fuck I wanted
Snotty bitch, bitch wipe your nose
MIA, I'm with the Zoes
24K, my shit straight gold, that's what the fuck I wanted
Fuck me on that money (money)
I done spent a check on hats, an M on clothes
A quarter in the streets, another million comin' (comin')
Fuck me on that money (fuck me on that money)
Wrist pain, neck pain, mouth pain
This ain't come from Johnny Dang, I'm bustin' (i'm bustin')
Fuck me on that money (fuck me on that money)
Know that munyun get you done, yeah
I realize these rappers fake and these niggas ain't puttin' nothin' under (under)
Fuck me on that money (fuck me on that money)
Niggas linkin' up with rats, what the fuck?
I'm the biggest in it, Big 4 would never (never)
Put both chains in a fast car, still fuck bad broads, leave when trap call
I ain't got no motherfuckin' big dog, broski in the trenches and he crack cards
Get a top, top, hundred grand large (woo)
I don't buy jewelry, I buy hot cars (i buy hot cars)
Zombieland
If you love me, get me tatted (get me tatted, yeah, it's me)
You want a VM chain, you gotta put somethin' in a casket, yeah
30K spent on my wrist when I ain't even have it (goddamn)
I ain't into buyin' jewelry, I buy Percs and ratchets (yeah, it's Skrilla)
I just bought a Striker, candy paint interior Oreo (skrrt)
7.62s stuffed inside the mag', like who is next to go? (Frrt)
Bippin' in the bity, hard body, ain't nobody standin' me (no man)
Zombie walkin', havin' lick, but ain't nobody jammin' me (uh)
Fuck me on that money (money, money)
In the bank with all killers, straight dealers
Hundred rounds inside the mag', who want it? (Yeah, on God)
Fuck me on that money (fuck me on that money)
Man, these niggas don't be actin' what they rappin'
Stop believin' what they preachin'
Bloody baptize like a deacon
Eleguá do what I need him (Eleguá)
My Orunla what I wanted and Ogun protect the haunted (haunted)
Fuck me on that money
Pull up too trim two deep in Suburban's
Maybach backseats got the curtains (skrrt)
Shooters shoot shooters on purpose
Fuck me on that money, stupid, bitch
Yeah, it's me
