Intro

[Intro]

Sosa 808 made it

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, okay, okay

[Verse 1]

It ain't 'bout money, it ain't no discussion

Got the pocket rocket, no time for tussling

All this money got these bitches in love with me

Wanna fuck me, baby, but ain't no cuddling

Pillow talking choppa chop ya' like bucket shit

Let it burn, let it burn, yeah, that Usher shit

Ballin' hard, nigga ,it ain't no sucker shit

Money talk, your's funny, Chris Tucker shit

Niggas hate me, but these bitches be loving it

Talking 'bout you ballin', boy, you be fumbling

Pull up thirty deep, yeah, royal rumbling

Sexy tag on the back, had to nut on it

Lumberjack from the back when I'm cuttin' it

Got these big ass choppas we like some Russians

Cookie Backwood, I'm pouring up 'Tussin

Got my MC Hammer, you can not touch me (Uh, uh)

[Interlude 1]

Huh, you cannot touch me

Ain't no talking, ain't no discussion

Brrt, bap, bap

[Verse 2]

They do what I say, yeah, they call me Glock 'Bama

Like second plate, boy, you better not run up

I'm getting cake and ain't talkin' 'bout funnel

I get more head than some goddamn bundles

Finesse him quick, he a duck, call him Donald

Don't trust a soul, got that from my mama

Don't trust a soul, put that on my mama

Hell, nah (Uh, uh)

Fuck these niggas hatin', I'ma get this paper

I ain't savin' bitches, I be savin' paper

I cock, then shoot like McGrady

All my niggas G's, I ain't talkin Mason

I just left from Portland ballin' like a Blazer

My niggas pocket watching, know they'll take it

Bullets comin' hot just like the queso

Pull up foreigns and you know we had to race 'em

[Interlude 2]

Straight out it

Straight droppin', no flip

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]

I'm a big dog, baby, you call me Clifford

Got a FN squeezing like lemons

Watch the niggas 'cause they turning like Timmy

I'm on this paper route, you know the business

I'm the goat, niggas don't call me Billy

I'm 'bout to buy it, nigga, it ain't no lending

Young rich nigga act like some gremlins

Got your bitch open wide like the dentist

Since a youngin', bitch, I been 'bout the loot

She ain't let me fuck, she blew me like soup

Tropicana call and I got the juice

I can hotbox in a coupe with no roof

Big Backwoods blow like a flute

Glock hard when I cock and I shoot

Keep the rocket, let it pop like balloons

Your rent's due, nigga, it's time to move (Outdoor)

Out the mud, now I pouring in public

Sipping mud, blowing bud with my buddies

Flipping hoes with my boys like the Dudleys

Skinny nigga, but my pockets is chubby

Ain't 'bout the money, it ain't no discussion

Ain't talkin' money, ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

Don't give me somethin', I want all or nothin'

Don't give me somethin', I want all or nothin'