[Intro]
(DP on the beat)
[Verse 1]
Gettin' all these hundreds so I count up (Yeah)
Throwin' all this money, yeah, I ran it up (Ran)
Got my confidence 'cause it's stacked up (Stacked up)
Yeah, I'm talkin' money, yeah, it's stacked tall (Yeah)
I'm talkin' Shaq tall (I'm talkin' Shaq tall)
You are not a goon, you're a actor (You're a actor)
All these girls around you tryna snap up (Tryna snap up, woah)
You're really a clown, that's why I'm laughin' (Hahaha)
I'm the only one that's rappin' (Yeah, yeah)
All my niggas, yeah, they really trappin' (Trappin')
Yeah, she said that she pregnant, tryna trap me (Tryna trap me), hey
Try again, muhfucka, Michael Blackston (Getting off), hey
I was just broke, my pockets was lackin' (They was lackin')
Now I’m rich and famous, how this happen? (How this happen?)
My mama said, "You can't do shit you did back then" (No way, what?)
Don't get locked up, boy, now pay your taxes (True)
[Chorus]
I got rich, then I dipped, these niggas switched (Yeah)
3D my wrist (Yeah), CD my wrist (Yeah, yeah)
Bling, blaow, fah, fah, VV my wrist
Mr. Delete-Your-Bitch, hey, I just got my TEC straight
Got a cooling kit, hey, shoutout to my jefe (Yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
She mowin' all this money, yeah, I ran it up (Ran)
Got my confidence 'cause it's stacked up (Stacked up)
Yeah I'm talkin' money, yeah, it's stacked tall (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Know you always on my mind (Yeah)
Gotta keep on workin', ain't got time (Ain't got time)
I'm not there at night so you gon' keep on cryin' (Not my problem)
I'm not there at night so you gon' keep on lyin' (Yeah, keep on, what? Yeah)
Yeah, if that's the case (Yeah)
You know I got money, yeah, that way (That way)
Girl, I walk like a pimp on a fish tank (DP on the beat)
Count the drop in my whip 'cause it's big bank
[Chorus]
I got rich, then I dipped (Ayy), these niggas switched (Woah)
3D my wrist (Yeah), CD my wrist (Yeah)
Bling, blaow, fah, fah, VV my wrist (Yeah)
Mr. Delete-Your-Bitch, hey (Bye)
I just got my TEC straight (Woah)
Got a cooling kit, hey, shoutout to my jefe
[Bridge]
She model for Dior (Huh), she say, "What your tat say?"
Girl, that say, "VLONE" (Die 'lone, die 'lone), she say, "What your hat say?" (Die 'lone, die 'lone)
Girl, it's that cutoff (Ooh), Virgil keep me that straight (Alright)
[Chorus]
I got rich, then I dipped, these niggas switched (Yeah)
3D my wrist (Yeah), CD my wrist (Ain't got time, yeah)
Bling, blaow, fah, fah, VV my wrist (Yeah)
Mr. Delete-Your-Bitch, hey, I just got my TEC straight
Got a cooling kit, hey, shoutout to my jefe (Yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
She mowin' all this money, yeah, I ran it up (Ran)
Got my confidence 'cause it's stacked up (Stacked up)
Yeah, I'm talkin' money, yeah, it stacked tall (Yeah)
[Outro]
DP on the beat
