[intro]
Lot of money, man, you know that i did that
[verse 1]
Break 'em bad, nigga, just like a kit-kat
I'm all money, i ain't with all that chit-chat
Draco boy, your ass better get back
Hit your mans and you ain't get no get-back
Man, i really can’t even—(yeah)
Bitch ugly, man, i can't even trick that
Goals on my mind, i’m looking like a kickback
Draco hit, bet i get out the last laugh
Smack the hoe, that's the bitch with the fat ass
Turn my phone off, man, the police can't jam that
Finesse his ass, hit his ass with the midgets
Play your music, all you hearing is crickets
Forgiatos spinning, looking like fidgets
Mtv cribs, man, look how i'm living
I drop a song, i ain't doing no missing
Wanna get a bag, all you gotta do is listen
Just stay down, i don't do all that bitching
Might give a nigga a slime for christmas
She want a present, so i fucked her on christmas
Fuck nigga, i ain't with all that tripping
Lot of lean, i was really heavy sipping
Free my nigga 'cause i'm tired of the visits
[verse 2]
.45 hit that boy, get to glitching
Trap jumping up, i gotta say “ribbit”
Thought i was off a perc', how i'm itching
Always give the money my attention
Get me lit, i just get to tripping
You gon' stay broke, tell 'em go get a ticket
[outro]
Lot of money, man, you know that i did that