| Yeah |
| Yay, straight up like that there B homie |
| Free Weezy! |
| Yay, let’s get to the money my nigga |
| Mister Hood |
| Money to be made best believe a nigga clocking |
| Money to be made best believe a nigga clocking |
| Money to be made best believe a nigga clocking |
| I run it myself like a quarter back option |
| Okay there’s money to be made |
| Let’s go get this guap |
| And I’m fresh up on the block |
| Rubber band in my pockets |
| Nigga run it like I’m shock it |
| Balling like John Stockton |
| Couple stacks in my pocket |
| What the fuck is a wallet? |
| Nigga show me what you need oh |
| Call me the Young Nino |
| All I see is the C-notes |
| Triple digits and zeros |
| Nigga keep it on the D low |
| While I’m stacking the Fritos |
| I get the shit by you know |
| Send it to Puerto Rico |
| Nigga never move by two though |
| Tell them that’s what it do though |
| Just bring my money back |
| Yeah I’m talking Polo |
| Nigga money to be made |
| That’s money to be made |
| And if this ain’t your shit |
| Then nigga you ain’t getting paid |
| Okay now hundred thousand dollars |
| That’s around my collar |
| Nigga I should see a doctor |
| Addicted to them dollars |
| Nigga holler (Holler) holler (Holler) holler (Holler) |
| Fuck off with you cowards |
| Just feed me with the money nigga |
| Watch how I devour |
| Nigga it’s raining money |
| Watch I take a shower |
| All you niggas lame |
| Nine to five scholar |
| Nigga you be picking flowers |
| My hand is so tired |
| Counting for an hour |
| My accountant cannot follow |
| Nigga money to be made |
| All my niggas paid |
| Fresher than a mug in the latest fucking J’s |
| And your bitch be on my dick though |
| Wet as fucking Crisco |
| As soon as we be done nigga, back onto that cash flow |
| You ain’t got to tell me |
| But now the kush in my Louis V. duffle |
| Bet a nigga smell me |
| You little nigga, I’m better nigga |
| If any nigga tell me, that money ain’t here pronto |
| Then I bet them chopper shells be arriving at his front door |
| I got to step up on my guns so |
| I see you from a distance |
| I’m in love with all this money |
| I ain’t see some for you bitches |
| I do it because I want to |
| Clueless because I’m under |
| Influence of this Goosey but my fooleys make me wonder |
| Are they really hustling? Look at all these bundles |
| Are they really human? They eat you like piranhas |
| Look at my G-shock and you can tell a nigga clocking |
| I know them hoes watching but it’s |