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[Intro: Famous Dex & Jay Critch]

(Hey!)

I walked in with a bad bitch, they don't want static

I made Givenchy my— (Hey!)

I walked in with a bad bitch, they don't want static

I made Givenchy— (Hey!)

Ha, you know what I'm sayin'? (ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney, ooh)

ChaseTheMoney (ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney)

Wassup, Critch? (Weird vs Crazy, yuh, ha, what, yah, hah)

How we doin'? (This is an official DJ Shon mixtape release)

(Ohh man god damn, what?)

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]

Bad bitch, suck on my dick, huh

I just pulled up wit' a stick, huh (It's the gang, homie)

Yeah, I'm sippin' on lean

I'm drinkin' that [?], I'm feelin' like Critch

Hey, fuck yo' lil' bitch every day

She better give me that face

Baby [?], she give me brain, Wayne

I be gettin' money, you a dummy

Swear to god, I put dick right down her tummy

You niggas so bummy

I can't talk 'cause you dummy

Fiend, sippin' on all this lean

Ooh, the money on me

You can call me "Money machine," ha

Yeah, I got it

Run up on me with a rocket, swear he ain't got shit, huh

Yeah, I pop me a [?]

Got a big lil' bitch, swear to god she'll suck dick, huh, ooh, yuh

Baby girl, suck on that dick though

And I get mad, and I get mad

Gettin' money, givin' money, yeah, big doors, bitch

[Interlude: Famous Dex & Jay Critch]

Bitch, you know what I'm sayin'?

I-I-I don't—

I don't even do all that talk shit, all that flex shit, you know what I'm sayin'?

Like I said, I got so much energy (Huh, what?)

I'ma let this person talk their shit, you know what I'm sayin'?

Jay Critch, talk to 'em, ya dig (Hey!)

[Verse 2: Jay Critch]

I walked in with a bad bitch, they don't want static

I made Givenchy my fabric (My fabric)

My diamonds flashin', givin' 'em static

Used to have bands in the mattress (Bands in the mattress)

Look at the bag, how it's stackin' (Bag, how it's stackin')

Had my 30's pull up like, "What happened?" (30's)

Slime scorin', he play for the Magic

In the foreign, she said she needs ChapStick (Skrt)

Boy, you ain't got money, it's tragic (Tragic)

Put the dick in her mouth, now she gaggin' (Now she gaggin')

I woke up to some money, fantastic (Fantastic)

Make it stretch like Fantastic 4 (Fantastic 4)

Lil' Pussy, what you rappin' for? (Rappin' for)

You a rookie, but I have to score (Have to score)

I'm too high, I almost crashed the Porsche (Crashed the Porsche)

Butterfly, I had to catch the doors (Hey)

That prolly went over your head (Over your head)

Shorty bad, I hit her up for the head (Eh)

I be runnin' up four pints for the med' (Chu)

She goin', she tried to stay in my bed (Stay in my bed)

But I'm kickin' her out, yeah, pronto (Pronto)

Ballin' like Harden, you ballin' like Lonzo (Ballin' like Lonzo)

Smokin' that cookie and paper and Fronto (Paper and Fronto)

Nine to your back like a nigga named Rondo (Nigga named Rondo)

'Cause I'm getting this green like its Boston, flossin'

He ain't sign't up? It's gon' cost him (Sign't up)

I give my white girl the coke, she say, "Awesome" (Awesome)

If you ain't talkin' no money, you lost 'em (You lost 'em)

Hood fave, bitch, I'm all about dividends (Hood fave)

That money comin' around like the ceiling fan (Ceiling fan)

I be the boss and these niggas the mini man (Mini man)

Nigga, bitch talkin' the money, let's get it then (Let's get it then)