[Intro: IDK]
Yes
[Chorus: IDK]
The money take a boy's innocence
The money tell the boy, "Load the clip"
The money tell him, "Rob him for his shits"
The money tell him, "Bang then dip"
[Verse 1: IDK]
They don't understand it, they don't understand it
They ain't tryna build till they see the hammer
Nigga I got bills I can't see Havana
While you in Miami l'll be Peter Pannin'
Plannin' how I'm bout to shine like a piece of patent
Money low, I'm on my grind, gotta keep it stackin' (Yes)
Heat off, cold as fuck, light the stove with matches
Wake up, turn to Robin like I'm friends with Batman
Gun charges on my record, I can't get 'em off (Off)
I am really not a thug, but when that money call (Call)
It make a nigga turn to somethin' that he not at all (No)
Rob a nigga for his shit, and leave him in his drawls (Drawls)
[Chorus: IDK]
The money take a boy's innocence (Innocence)
The money tell the boy, "Load the clip" (Load the clip)
The money tell him, "Rob him for his shits" (For his shits)
The money tell him, "Bang then dip" (Then dip)
[Refrain: IDK]
Grab the four-five, grab the new clip
Find a new lick, blap, blap, blap
Grab the iPhone, grab the wallet
If he move wrong, blap, blap, blap
If you got problems and I got problems
We gon' solve em, blap, blap, blap
Grab the four-five, grab the new clip
Find a new lick, blap, blap, blap
[Verse 2: IDK & Fat Trel]
For the gold chain they get reckless (Reckless)
Hit your head wit the choppa make you neckless (Neckless, ayy, ayy, ayy, Jay)
And if you don't respeck it, better check it (Check it, haha, hold on, man)
Or use hell’s gates for the exit (Exit, Fat Trel)
The money make me go a kill a copper (Kill a copper, brr)
The money got me coppin' from a doctor (Mwah, mwah, mwah)
The money got me eatin' shrimp and lobsters (What else?)
Suit and tie, white thot, attend the opera (Attend the opera)
Told her I want that medulla oblongata ('Gata, 'gata)
Extra guac on my tacos, I'm talkin' gwallas (Gwallas)
I don't issue threats, I pass a promise (Promise, promise)
So you could rock a vest, I'll pass a hollow (Boom, boom)
Livin' like we might not see tomorrow ('Morrow, see tomorrow)
My hood after midnight is like a horror (Is like a horror, horror)
The money got my bitches placin' orders (Orders, sixteen)
Sneakin' work across the border, Sursum Corda (Corda, Corda, Corda)
[Chorus: IDK]
The money take a boy's innocence (Innocence)
The money tell the boy, "Load the clip" (Load the clip)
The money tell him, "Rob him for his shits" (For his shits)
The money tell him, "Bang then dip" (Then dip)
[Refrain: IDK]
Grab the four-five, grab the new clip
Find a new lick, blap, blap, blap
Grab the iPhone, grab the wallet
If he move wrong, blap, blap, blap
If you got problems and I got problems
We gon' solve em, blap, blap, blap
Grab the four-five, grab the new clip
Find a new lick, blap, blap, blap
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